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Chapter Three

Charles Swartzenburg II

I woke up feeling… hopeful.

Ashtaroth was defeated for good, and I would have my mother back. I’d have to wait six or seven months, but she would be born as my half-brother’s daughter. Such a strange thing. Nothing had made sense since Father sent me to kill his other son.

To pit us against each other.

Anger boiled in me, but I wouldn’t let that spoil my mood. I lay on my bed. It was a nice mattress. I had my best slut next to me. I had meant to put Mother’s soul into her body, but it hadn’t work. I didn’t feel any guilt about it. Lizzie was a nineteen-year-old criminal with daddy issues.

“Mmm, mornin’ Daddy,” she mumbled and snuggled up against me. Her blonde hair spilled over my chest. I had asked for my guards to bring me the hottest woman imprisoned in the Pierce County Jail, and they did not disappoint.

Lizzie was a sexy thing. Maybe in a few years, her drug addictions would have destroyed her body, but she hadn’t gone that far yet. She didn’t do any drugs. I didn’t need a strung-out junkie working me. My cock was hard.

“Want Daddy to fuck you up the ass?” I asked her. She was a few years older than me.

“Mmm, always, Daddy,” she cooed and sat up. We were in my solitary cell, though the door was open. Every guard in the prison had sold their soul to me. They though I was just the high priest. They would get rewards.

They had free use of the female prisoners. They could have their pick of them unless she was super hot. I had my magic working through the place. It was my domain. I wasn’t sure how I would be useful to my brother in prison, but I was a tad infamous for trying to kill him.

Betrayed by Ashtaroth, that fucking slut.

No, no, she was gone. I would gain power with my brother. We would destroy our father together. I could not wait. Already, that slut was kneeling on her hands and knees. She had a tramp stamp that read “Wild Stuff” and a unicorn tattooed on her left tit.

That made my dick hard. I was so ready to fuck her. So ready to just pound her in the ass. I sat up and slapped my cock down on her ass. She giggled and threw a look over her shoulder. She had blue eyes that sparkled.

“Oh, Daddy, fuck my ass so hard!”

I grinned from ear to ear. “Yeah, that’s what you need?”

“Mmm, I do, Daddy!” she moaned, wiggling her rump at me. “I’m your dirty, little slut! Ooh, you have to fuck me so hard!”

I slid my cock into her butt-crack. No lube, but she was completely submissive to me. I found her asshole and smiled as I drilled against her. She whimpered as her anal sheath stretched and stretched to take me raw.

“Oh, oh, Daddy!” she moaned as her anal ring surrendered. “Yes!”

I sank into her bowels. Her velvety sheath massaged my cock. I loved the feel of her devouring my cock. I sank into her hot flesh. It felt so good to penetrate into her bowels. She moaned as I did that. I loved the feel of her around me.

I bottomed out on her.

“You love that, don’t you?” I growled.

“Uh-huh, Daddy,” she moaned. She glanced back at me, her eyes sparkling. “I just want to be your good girl!”

I drew back my cock and growled, “You are!”

“Yay!” she squealed as I buried back into her velvety bowels.

Her tight, hot sheath massaged my cock as I fucked her over and over again. I hammered her anal sheath with all that I had. It was such a glorious thrill to pump away at her bowels. I fucked her hard and fast, reveling in the feel of her around me.

She felt so good squeezing her bowels down on my cock. She held me tight as I pumped away at her anal sheath. I fucked her hard and fast. I loved the way she gripped my anal sheath. It was a beautiful thing to enjoy.

“That’s what Daddy needs,” I groaned.

“Yay!” she moaned. “Oh, oh, I love you, Daddy!”

SMACK!

I spanked her rump before slamming my cock into her asshole. “I love you, too, slut!”

“Daddy’s slut!” she squealed as I fucked her.

I buried into her with force, savoring the velvety heat of her bowels around me. I pumped away at her with all that I had. It was so good to fuck her like this. I loved the feel of her anal sheath gripping my cock. It was outstanding.

She gasped and moaned as I fucked her. I buried into her bowels over and over again. I loved the way she gripped my cock. It was so good. She whimpered as I buried into her anal sheath again and again. I loved how she gripped me.

She held me tight.

She massaged m with her tight anal sheath.

I fucked her bowels with everything that I had. I pounded her bowels. I fucked her asshole with such force. It was so good to fuck her like that. I loved the feel of her anal sheath. She gripped my cock as I fucked her.

It was so hot to bury into her bowels over and over again. I hammered her anal sheath, burying into her bowels over and over again. She gripped my cock. A big smile spread on my lips as I plowed to the hilt in her bowels.

“Mmm, I’m going to cum, Daddy!” she moaned.

“Of course you are,” I groaned. “You’re going to be a good girl and cum all over Daddy’s big dick, right?”

“Yes, Daddy!” she moaned, her bowels clamping down on my cock. “Oh, oh, Daddy! Daddy!”

I thrust away at her bowels. Her anal sheath gripped my cock. I plowed to the hilt in her bowels. I fucked into her over and over again. She moaned as I did that. I loved the way she held me tight. It felt so good to fuck her like that.

I groaned, burying deep and hard into her bowels. I savored every inch of her anal sheath around my dick. She held me tight as I fucked her fast and hard. She gripped my cock with her velvety anal sheath.

“Oh, damn,” I panted.

“Are you gonna cum in my asshole, Daddy,” she moaned, wiggling her hips.,

SMACK!

“Yes!” I grunted, burying into her velvety sheath. Her asshole clamped down on me.

“Ooh, yes, yes, Daddy!”

She rocked back and forth, her butt-cheeks jiggling. She loved what I did to her. It was wild to fuck her anal sheath with force. She felt so good. I loved every second of fucking her bowels. I wanted to dump my load in her.

I gripped her hips, holding her as I hammered her. My nuts slapped into her taint. She gasped and moaned as I fucked her with passion. She squirmed her asshole back and forth. She smiled at me over her shoulders as she brought me closer and closer to cumming in her.

Closer and closer to dumping my load into her bowels.

“Ooh, that’s it, Daddy!” she gasped as I slammed into her asshole. “I’m your good girl!”

Her bowels rippled around my cock.

“You are, Lizzie!” I growled as her hot flesh suckled at me.

The pressure at the tip of my cock swelled toward the bursting point. I smiled from ear to ear as I enjoyed the way her bowels rippled around me. I grunted, burying my cock back to the hilt in her bowels.

I erupted

I flooded her bowels with my spunk. The pleasure slammed through me. I grunted with each blast of cum. She squealed as I filled her up with my load. It was so dizzying to cum in her. To feel all that spunk rushing through me. I grunted, dumping blast after blast of jizz into her bowels.

I filled her up with all that I had.

It was an incredible rush to cum in her. My dick spurted into her bowels over and over again. I loved every second of it. She nursed on me. She suckled on me with her hot flesh. I groaned as she rippled around my dick.

“Yes!” I groaned. “Oh, fuck, yes!”

“Daddy! Daddy!” she moaned, milking my cock. “Ooh, ooh, that’s so good!”

“Yes,” I panted, savoring the way her bowels rippled around my cock. I erupted one last time in her. “Such a good girl. But you know what you have to do next?”

She giggled wickedly. “Of course, Daddy. I’m a good girl!”

I smiled and pulled out of her asshole. It was delicious to pop out of her. I sat on the bed, my cock waving. My cum dripped out of her asshole and ran down her taint. She crawled off the bed and knelt on the floor. I had the concrete replaced with some thick carpeting.

With a purr, she opened her mouth wide and engulfed my cock.

I groaned as she swallowed my dirty dick. I leaned back and enjoyed her working her mouth up and down my cock. I had to think. I needed to figure out just how to be more useful. I was stuck in the country jail.

County jail was for people waiting for trial or who were serving less than a year. How was that useful?

I pondered that as she polished my pool. Feeling Lizzie’s mouth working up and down my cock was stirring. She felt delicious as she bobbed her head. I was glad to have her suckling on me. She nursed with passion on me. That was a nice thing to feel. I wasn’t going to argue about that. I smiled and let her work her mouth.

“Just like that,” I groaned.

It was hard to think about what I should do with a slut sucking my dirty dick clean, but…

It wasn’t like I was about to stop her.

I was enjoying the way she suckled on my cock. Her warm, wet mouth worked up and down my rod. Her tongue danced around me. That felt so good. She suckled on me with passion. She nursed on my dick with force, making such sloppy sounds as she cleaned me.

I slid my fingers through her blonde hair, closing my eyes. Her lips worked up and down my cock. That felt nice. She blew with passion. Her tongue swept around my cock as she blew me with all that she had.

“You like that, don’t you?” I groaned.

She moaned and nodded.

“Yeah,” I said. “You’re going to get that treat you love!”

Lizzie suckled even harder. She was such a simple creature. It didn’t take much to motivate her. She worked her mouth up and down my cock. It was a delicious thing to experience. I was glad for every second of her blowing me.

The pressure in my nuts swelled and swelled. I rose toward that moment when I would cum in her mouth. I could not wait to dump my load down her throat. She flicked her tongue around my crown, slurping on me.

“Damn, that’s good,” I panted.

She moaned, sucking so hard. She knew she was bringing me closer and closer to cumming. I smiled at that. She suckled hard on me, slurping with all that she had. She knew my signs. The good girl blew me.

“You’re going to gulp down all of Daddy’s cum?” I asked.

She nodded.

“Good girl,” I groaned. “That’s good. That’s so good. Fuck!”

I erupted.

I spurted my cum into her mouth. The pleasure shot through me. I fell back on my bed. I grunted, dumping my cum into her mouth. She swallowed it all down. It was so good to have that pleasure slamming through me. I grunted with each eruption.

I filled her up with every last spurt of cum that I had. My nuts twitched as I filled her mouth with my spunk. I dumped all my load into her. She gulped it down, moaning around my cock. Stars flashed across my eyes.

“Fuck,” I breathed and erupted one more time.

She kept suckling on me as I lay there. My mind buzzed with pleasure and then…

Post-nut clarity.

I needed to take over the prison system. I could recruit hardened men. The worst of the worst. Gangbangers and killers. Men that could be reshaped into our own private army. I would have to recruit them and train them.

I would need a cover.

A ministry to begin the work.

That meant I needed to speak with Mrs. Augustine and her husband. They were already doing a “prison ministry” by visiting me. The cover for why the preacher and his wife visited me all the time. The MILF was my liaison with Zach.

And the mother of Susannah. God, I wanted her, but Zach had claimed her for himself, lucky fucking bastard.

But an army… that would be very, very useful.

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Sable Newport

I raised my hand to spank Cosette, to reward her for her being such a good maid yesterday, when I hesitated.

It really, really irked me that Moira wasn’t here. My pretend girlfriend should be witnessing my domination of the slut. I placed my hand on Cosette’s soft rump. The maid squirmed there as I squeezed her, thinking.

“Let’s find that slut,” I said. “Moira.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Cosette said, rising off my lap. Her skirt fell over that spankable ass. Around us, the cops and maids were locked in passionate, lesbian sex.

“I can’t believe that slut isn’t here for this,” I said. “You know her. She’s a complete whore for this.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Cosette said, a slight smile on her lips.

Something about that smile… I would have to spank her with extra force.

I rose and followed her out of the living room. I bet that cow was asleep. She was such a lazy creature. Probably would claim that witches had to be up late at night hosting black sabbaths or something.

Cosette reached Moira’s room and went to knock. I shook my head. So the maid just opened the door and curtsied as I strode past. I found Moira had burrowed beneath her blankets like a mole creature. It was already seven.

How could she still be sleeping? I had already exercised, showered, and had breakfast.

I snapped my finger at a chair in the corner. Cosette scurried to get it while Moira continued to sleep utterly oblivious to what was going on. Cosette fetched the chair and placed it behind me. I set with care, my pussy so wet.

The naughty girl crawled over my lap. She draped herself over me and squirmed there, her rump so spankable. She did have a lovely ass. I wanted to smack her so hard, but I held back. I needed to keep my self-control.

She was delicious, though.

So delicious.

My pussy clenched as I carefully lifted her skirt and petticoats to expose that pert ass. I stroked my fingers over her skin, savoring the silky texture of her hot flesh. I nodded, knowing it would be so much fun to spank her. She deserved it, too. She was just a big slut that needed to be disciplined so hard. I would reddened her ass.

I drew back my hand and slapped it down on her rump.

SMACK!

Cosette gasped as I did that. “Thank you, Mistress!”

She wasn’t being punished. This was her reward. I wouldn’t use my bare hand to punish her.

SMACK!

“Thank you, Mistress!”

I loved the way her ass warmed beneath my hand. I stroked over her reddening rump. Such a stimulating delight. I drew back my hand.

SMACK!

She groaned as I did that.

SMACK!

“Thank you, Mistress!” she gasped, her voice growing louder.

The blankets stirred.

SMACK!

“Oh, oh, thank you, Mistress!”

SMACK!

Moira squirmed beneath the blankets, Cosette’s voice singing out through the room.

SMACK!

Wake up, I thought as I rubbed my hand over Cosette’s rump. She was moaning. The sweet aroma of her pussy filled my nose. Wake your lazy ass up and watch me!

SMACK!

“Thank you, Mistress!” gasped the cutie.

SMACK!

“Oh, oh, you’re spoiling me, Mistress!”

SMACK!

The blankets finally were flung back. A blurry-eyed Moira sat up as I stroked Cosette’s spanked rump. I loved the warmth of her butt-cheeks. That felt so nice. Moira blinked her eyes, her dyed-purple hair a tangled mess. She rubbed at her eyes, her small breasts quivering. She had cute, dusky nipples.
SMACK!

“Mistress Sable, thank you!” squealed Cosette.

SMACK!

“Are you… spanking a maid in my bedroom?” Moira asked.

SMACK!

“I am,” I said, savoring the warmth of that ass. “You are being a lazy sluggard again, Moira.”

“I was up late doing witchy stuff,” she said and licked her lips. “Mmm, what did Cosette do wrong?”

SMACK!

“She is just being a convenient alarm clock,” I said. “You will wake up at a proper time like the rest of us?”

SMACK!

Moira grabbed her phone. “Seven! Seven! We don’t go to school any longer. Why the fuck do we have to me up at seven! Ugh, let me go back to sleep!”

SMACK!

“Oh, oh, oh, Mistress,” whimpered Cosette.

Moira glanced at her and licked her lips. She crawled across her bed to the edge of it, her eyes locked on Cosette’s reddening ass. I smiled at Moira and drew back my hand. Having an audience was so much better.

SMACK!

“Mistress, yes!”

SMACK!

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

SMACK!

“Mistress! You’re amazing! Thank you!”

SMACK!

“She has some lungs on her,” groaned Moira. Zach’s twin sister licked her lips. “And that ass is positively glowing. Can I?”

“If you must,” I said, secretly pleased. I had to show indifference. “The slut’s been a good maid.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” purred Cosette, the sweet aroma of her cunt filling my nose.

Moira rose from the bed, the blankets falling off her body. Her shaved pussy appeared, her clit pierced by a gold ring. She padded forward, a slender girl. Eyes watched us from the shadows. Her succubus, Ms. Rayne, was around.

Moira reached the girl and gave her a halfhearted slap on the red rump.

Smack.

“If you’re not going to take this seriously,” I said, annoyed. “Cosette deserves better for her reward.”

“Like this?” Moira asked and drew back her hand.

SMACK!

Cosette gasped out, “Thank you, Mistress Moira! Thank you!”

“That’s nice,” said Moira, “but… why don’t I eat you out and give you a real reward? I’ll sit on my girlfriend’s face.”

I shuddered at that idea, fighting off licking my lips.

“She’ll show us how much she loves me,” Moira said, that mocking gleam in her eyes.

I glared at her. She never changed. Why did I put up with her?

Chapter Four

Moira Black

I loved the annoyance in Sable’s eyes. She licked to pretend that she didn’t love eating my pussy. I would have to wheedle and cajole her, though. She wanted to. I saw that hungry glint, but she just had that stick shoved up her ass.

One day, she’d admit she loved me. Until then, I would have so much fun with her.

“Why must you be like this,” said Sable. “Cosette does not need that sort of reward.”

“Sure she does.” I grinned at her. “Just lie on your back, I’ll sit on your face, and eat her out. You know you want to.”

“Let’s go, Cosette,” Sable said, slapping the girl on the rump.

She squeaked and rose.

“Now, now,” I said. “It’s my room, my rules. Right, Sable? Rules should be followed.”

She sighed, but she had the excuse to save face. “Fine, fine, I will let you sit on my face. Be thankful your brother is my lord, or I would buy a rack just to stretch you out on it and play with you for a week.”

“Ooh, fun!” I said, grinning at her. “Le’s try that. See how it goes.”

“A year,” Sable said, unfazed. I could tell she wanted to as much as she wanted to eat me out. She wished she could turn me into her submissive slut. Deny her was half the fun.

I wiggled my fingers at her like I was putting a spell on her.

She shook her head and sank to the floor. She was wearing a corset, of course. Sable did pull off that dominatrix look. Her red hair added that splash of vibrancy while thigh-high boots looked so amazing on her long legs. Her nipples were hard, each pierced with barbells capped with rubies.

So hot. The genie did that for her. Not with magic, but a piercing gun.

I sank to the floor and planted my pussy right on her mouth. She groaned as I sat on her. She licked me. I shuddered as she did that. It felt nice to be licked by her. To have her tongue stroking through my folds. I quivered in delight, my eyes rolling back in my head. She felt so good licking at me. I shuddered at how awesome that was.

“Oh, that’s good,” I said, thrusting out my hand out to Cosette. She held up her skirts and petticoats, a big smile on her lips. “Mmm, yes, yes, you deserve a reward for all you did yesterday.”

“It was so scary,” she whimpered as she reached me.

I grabbed her butt-cheeks, feeling the warmth of her spankings. “But nothing bad will happen now. We won. That bitch has been defeated.”

“Mmm,” Sable moaned, her tongue stroking through my folds.

I pulled the delicious Cosette to me. The sweet flavor of her pussy field my nose. It was a delicious treat. I breathed it in, loving how heady it was. A shiver ran through me as I kissed at her vulva. I smooched around her as Sable lapped at my cunt.

I licked at her pussy.

Cosette groaned, “Thank you, Mistress Moira.”

“You’re very welcome, cutie,” I moaned and licked her again.

I savored the silkiness of her folds mixed with the sweetness of her cunt. My tongue stroked through her folds, licking and lapping at her cunt. Sable did the same to me. She held my thighs, her tongue brushing clit piercing.

I groaned as she batted that ring for a few moments. It was so good to have her tongue stroking over that naughty spot. I squirmed on her, moaning as she did that. It was so good to have her licking me like that.

I sighed in delight as she tongued over me. It was so good to have her doing that. I quivered with this heady moment as she lapped at me. Her tongue buried into my cunt. So I did the same to that yummy pussy.

I buried my tongue into her cunt and swirled around in her.

She groaned as I did that. I loved it. I flicked my tongue about in her cunt. I lapped at her with so much passion. It was so good to feast on her like that. I enjoyed every second of dancing my tongue around in her cunt.

What a joyful thrill.

She tasted so good.

“Mmm,” I purred. “You’re’ such a good pussy licker, Sable.”

“Witch,” she hissed and plunged her tongue into my cunt.

“Ooh, she’s amazing, Cosette,” I said and licked the maid’s clit.

“Thank you for that, Mistress Moira,” the maid said, her ass clenching beneath my hands.
I knew she had to be careful about what she said, or she would be in trouble. I wouldn’t want to do that to her, so I just licked at her cunt. I stroked through her folds. She groaned as I did that. It was so much fun to feast on her.

She squirmed her hips from side to side. I loved licking at her as she did that. Her cunt tasted so good. Just a delicious pussy to devour. I lapped at her, stroking at her with wonderful abandon. She groaned as I did that.

“Ooh, ooh, that’s good,” I moaned. “Lick my cunt, Sable. Show me how much you love me!”

SMACK!

She spanked my ass.

I giggled and purred, “See, she loves me so much, Cosette.”

“So you say, Mistress Moira,” the girl moaned. Smart.

I licked at her delicious folds. That sweetness was so amazing. I ground my pussy on Sable’s mouth. She fluttered her tongue against my clit. I would marry this girl. She would be the official mother of my child.

I rubbed at my belly. I still had my baby with my big brother despite what that demon tried to do.

I swirled my tongue around in that wonderful cunt. I feasted on Cosette’s pussy with such hunger. Sable did the same to me. She was batting my clit ring, playing with it. My orgasm built and built as she did that.

I squirmed on her, trembling as I rose toward my orgasm. I would have a huge climax. I could not wait for all that pleasure to burst through me. It would be so wild. I groaned, licking that naughty clit ring. I tongued it back and forth, making the naughty cutie tremble.

That was so much fun to do. I was having a blast feasting on her cunt. I wanted to make her explode. She groaned as I did that. I feasted on her with all that I had, eager to have all that pussy cream gushing out and drowning me.

That would be so hot.

“Mistress Moira,” whimpered the cutie. “Oh, oh, Mistress Moira!”

I groaned as I licked at her. I tongued her pearl with such passion. I suckled on her bud. Sable did the same thing. She wanted to drown in my pussy cream. I was ready for that. I squirmed on her face as I licked at that clit.

“That’s it!” I moaned. “Oh, Sable!”

Her tongue fluttered against my pierced clit. Fireworks detonated in me.

I suckled hard on Cosette’s clit as I squealed through my rapture. I moaned about that cutie’s clit. I fluttered against her as the pleasure drowned my mind. Stars burst across my vision. It was so wild to experience this ecstasy, my pussy spasming.

“Yes, yes, yes, thank you, Mistress Moira!” howled Cosette.

Her sweet cream gushed from her cunt.

I lapped up the flood, just as the naughty Sable did from my pussy. She stroked her tongue through my folds as I trembled through my rapture. The ecstasy swept through me. It was an incredible rush. Stars flashed across my vision.

“Mmm,” Sable moaned. “So good.”

“So fucking good!” I moaned, grinding my cumming pussy on her face. “Yes, yes, love me, Sable! Show me your love!”

SMACK!

“Yes!” I squealed.

I lapped up Cosette’s cream as the pleasure peaked in me. I quivered on Sable’s face, enjoying this wonderful delight. She stroked her tongue lovingly through my pussy. I knew the truth. One day, I would get her to say those three words.

I hoped to record that moment and replay it for everyone to see.

“Mmm, I love you, Sable,” I cooed.

“Aaaaawwwwwww,” groaned Cosette.

Sable pinched my ass. Hard. I squealed in pain and burst into laughter, squirming my cunt on her face. I knew the truth. One day, I would wear her down and get her to admit it. Until then, I would have so much fun teasing her.

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Mrs. Madison Augustine

“There is a spiritual crisis at the jail,” said Bubba Ducain on the phone. He was Charles’s number one lieutenant at the jail. A complete moron, but he must have been the first one that Charles dominated with his soul magic.

I didn’t really understand it all. Something to do with souls. Selling them or something. Pretty devilish, which sounded about right. Charles practiced the dark arts like Moira. It made me so wet being a preacher’s wife.

“We’ll be there within the hour,” I said and hung up.

I was having breakfast with my husband in the mansion. Sable’s parents were loaded. I glanced at my cuck as he read the papers. A respected preacher. No one would believe he jerked off in the corner as I fucked very man I could.

These days, that was Zach and Charles. Moira had, well, done something pretty awful to erase my bad deeds from the minds of all my past lovers. I didn’t like to think about it. I just took another bite of my yogurt mixed with granola and strawberries.

“We have to go to the jail?” my husband asked. Douglas was a tall man, his graying hair staring to bald.

“Yes,” I said, my pussy so wet. It wasn’t that I didn’t love Douglas—I did—I just got off on humiliating him, which he did, too. He was born to be my cuckold and jerk it to me. Knowing he was watching me be wicked just made it more exciting.

I never wanted to be a whore without him watching, that was for sure. It just wasn’t special.

We finished our breakfast and rose. Zach’s mother was up, but he hadn’t emerged with my daughter yet. Sable was marching around the house with Moira surprisingly awake before noon. They were teasing each other again.

It was cute.

Sable was currently spanking Alanna while Moira was giving pointers.

“Slap right there,” Moira said. “No, no, to the left. Make her ass red. Yes, you’re doing so good, Sable.”

Sable glared at her, hating to be given instructions.

We headed to our car. Already, two of the cops were getting into a patrol car. They were on permanent assignment to Zach. The Pierce County Sheriff was under Zach’s thumb. The sheriff was enjoying his two underage daughters thanks to Zach’s work.

The drive from South Hill to downtown Tacoma took about thirty minutes. We exited on 9th Avenue and drove up the hill to the Courthouse. Soon, we were in the parking lot, passed the first round of guards. The two cops didn’t follow us in.

This was Charles’s ground. They were just there to make sure nothing happened to us on the way in. Though Pierce County was under Zach’s thumb—the County Executive, the District Attorney, and the Mayor of Tacoma were all his pawns—there was no sense not taking chances.

Zach’s father was still out there. The man who turned me from a faithful Christian wife into a whore aching for every dick to fill all my holes at the same time. Mmm, I hoped Zach and Charles could use me together.

That would be so hot.

Bubba Ducain, a heavyset guard, met us at the doorway. The jail was ostensibly operating normally, but it didn’t take long before it was obvious the female prisoners were all the happy fucktoys of the guards.

Charles’s soul wandered the halls, claiming people. Not Douglas or me. We were bound to Zach.

Finally, we reached Charles’s cell. There was some work in another one of the solitary cells. It looked like they were… knocking down the wall. Giving him more space. Well, it was his kingdom. He deserved it.

He was sitting at a desk in the room, Lizzie on his bed playing with her phone. Shame washed through me. I had recruited her to be a maid when she was released from jail not long ago. I didn’t realize she was a Trojan Horse to kidnap Zach’s mom. Well, things worked out.

“Good,” he said. “I had an idea.”

“Wonderful,” I said and took the other chair. I wore a red dress, naked beneath. I crossed my legs.

“I want to take over the entire Washington State Prison system,” said Charles. “Form an army that is ruthless and loyal to us. One that we can influence through a religious outreach program.”

“Interesting,” I said. “That sounds like a lot of work for my husband and me.”

“You have those cultists, right?” Charles said. “I know you’ve been growing them. Those Christian girls you’re turning into Zach’s sluts.”

“They’re not sluts,” I said. “They’re each married to a young man and bound with magic. What are you suggesting, they go into the jails and give their bodies to the prisoners to enslave them with sex magic.”

“Yes,” said Charles.

“They’re married,” I pointed out. “Happily.”

“And you’re not?”

I laughed. “True, true. The young men do swap wives during the worship orgies. It would not be that hard to redirect them toward a new facet. To rehabilitate these men with sex magic.”

“Into worshiping us,” said Charles. “I’m going to be sent to a real prison once I’m convicted. It would be nice to start work on them. To use them. Prepare them. I’ll choose which one I want. My judge is already Zach’s slut.”

“Yes, she is.” I licked my lips. Judge Alyta Bittal was a naughty slut who did love eating pussy. She and Detective Carson were officially in a lesbian relationship. “I’ll talk to Zach and the high priestess. I don’t think this will be a problem.”

“Good, good,” said Charles. “Now that we got that out of the way…”

“Pleasure?” I asked and rose. He licked his lips, nodding. He was salivating to fuck me. I loved it.

I unzipped my dress as my husband unzipped his pants. He pulled out his cock and stroked himself. I smiled at that as I slipped my arms out of my dress. Charles grinned at my big, soft breasts came into view. He rose, naked, his cock hard.

Almost as big as Zach’s. The other brother just edged him out.

They didn’t look too much alike, Charles taking after his blonde mother, I supposed. Zach was the spitting image of their father. Both dark and handsome. I shivered and let the dress drop to the floor. I was dripping wet.

I turned and sank to the floor. I wiggled my ass at Charles. I was so ready to have him fuck me. I wanted to have that big dick burying into my pussy. My husband stored his less impressive member, lust in his eyes.

I winked at him.

“Madison,” he groaned.

“Shit,” growled Charles as he pressed his cock into my shaved cunt. “Ooh, that’s a juicy pussy.”

“Yep,” I moaned.

He buried into me.

I gasped as he filled up my cunt. My boobs swayed back and forth as I enjoyed having his thick rod in me. I clamped down on him, wiggling my hips back and forth. I stirred my snatch around him. He drew back his shaft.

“Ooh, yes,” I moaned.

He buried back into me. His nuts slapped into my clit. Sparks sizzled. I moaned in delight as he thrust away at my cunt. He fucked me good and hard. I moaned, rocking back and forth to the rhythm of Charles’s thrusts.

He churned up my pussy with that big dick. He fucked me hard and fast. I clamped my cunt down on him. I loved every inch of his cock fucking me. He plowed into me over and over again. It was so good to have him doing that to me.

I loved every second of it. I reveled in it. He plowed into me with such force. His cock speared deep into my married pussy. My husband fisted his little cock, panting like a pathetic cuckold as a better man hammered my twat.

“Yes, yes, please my pussy, Charles!” I moaned.

“Fucking tight,” he groaned.

“I am with your big fucker in me.” I smiled at Douglas. “You don’t have a little dick. You have a pussy pleasing cock!”

Charles laughed and fucked me hard with it.

His balls slapped into my clit. Sparks sizzled. Those wonderful impacts brought me closer and closer to cumming on his cock. I craved to burst on him. I just wanted to have all that pleasure rushing through me.

He grunted, fucking me with all that he had. It was so good to have him burying into me. I loved every second of this passion. It was so good to have him fucking me like that. He plowed to the hilt in my snatch with his big dick.

I rocked back and forth, my big tits slapping together beneath me. He grunted, slamming into me hard. My moans echoed through the cells. Squeals and gasps. Everyone in the jail had to know that I was being fucked by a stud.

“Pound my married pussy, Charles!” I gasped. “Fuck me while my pathetic husband beats his meat!”

“Fuck her,” groaned Douglas.

Charles picked up the pace. He thrust deep and hard into me. I gasped, my eyes rolling back in my head. His nuts smacked into my clit again and again. He churned me up. I rose and rose toward my orgasm. I would just explode on him.

My husband jerked his little dick.

The stud hammered my cunt.

Lizzie kept lying on her stomach, staring at her phone with her feet up in the air, not really paying attention at all. Somehow, her indifference made this even hotter for me. My pussy clamped down on Charles’s big dick.

“I’m going to cum so hard, Douglas,” I moaned.

“Yes, yes, yes,” he panted. “Explode on him, honey.”

“I will!”

I was so close to bursting. That big dick pumped away at me with such force. My pussy melted around his cock. I whimpered, savoring every inch of Charles’s cock burying into my married twat. My clit burst with sparks.

This was it.

I was about to burst.

Charles buried his cock into my pussy. I squealed out, “Yes, yes, just like your brother!”

I came so hard on his cock.

My pussy writhed around his dick. He pumped away at me as the rapture swept through my body. My big tits bounced and jiggled as he fucked me. I loved every second of that mighty cock ramming into my cunt.

“Shit, yes!” he growled. “Mrs. Augustine!”

He plowed to the hilt in my cunt and erupted.

His cum spurted into my pussy. I shuddered, my twat writhing around him. He pumped blast after blast of his seed into my pussy. I smiled at my husband, my entire body trembling. My boobs swayed beneath me, slapping together.

“Madison!” gasped my husband.

He erupted.

His little dick spurted cum onto the carpet while my cunt writhed around Charles’s big dick. My pussy reveled in that mighty cock. It felt so good to have him dumping load after load into my snatch. I shuddered, stars flashing across my vision.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I moaned, milking his cock. “That’s so good. That’s just amazing! Yes!”

“Fuck,” he groaned as my pussy milked his cock.

He erupted one last time into my pussy.

I shuddered, my married twat still writhing around him. I worked out that wonderful spunk as he panted. I knew that he was satiated. I smiled from ear to ear, so glad that he had enjoyed my cunt so thoroughly. It felt so nice to have his cock in me.

He pulled out of me, panting, “Get back to Zach. I want his answer.”

I threw a look over my shoulder and purred, “You don’t want to enjoy any more of me?”

“You fucking saucy slut,” he groaned as I wiggled my ass at him. “Fuck, you are temptation, Mrs. Augustine.”

“Yes, she is,” Douglas panted.

“Fuck her hard, Daddy,” Lizzie said, still messing around on her phone.

“Well, it can wait a little longer,” he said and slapped his wet dick on my ass.

I grinned, loving that I was the liaison between the two brothers. I was born for this task, molded by their fathers to be a hot wife slut.

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