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Chapter Seven

Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

My phone rang.

The limo was approaching Canyon Road on 512, racing toward my meeting with the Governor. Moira was calling. My pregnant twin sister. I swiped the screen, hoping she hadn’t gone into labor. She was close to her due date. I had already canceled one meeting with the Governor because Mom went into labor.

I would hate to cancel the second.

I was eager for my confrontation with the High Priestess of Ba’al. To take the fight to my next opponent. Well, to play the game, anyway. Moves had to be made. How much did the other side know about my abilities? My powers. My allies.

Like my genie.

“Moira,” I said as Detective Carson was straightening her clothes, her cheeks flushed.

“Governor Locke arrived early at the mayor’s office,” Moira said.

“Ms. Rayne?” I asked.

“She’s following the governor,” said Moira. “The succubus is hidden in the shadows. Don’t worry about her.”

“Why is she there early?” I muttered. I could think of only one reason, and it was a bad one.

“To enchant the mayor,” Moira said.

I glanced at Nisha.

My thought form nodded in agreement.

“Shit,” I muttered.

“Don’t worry, big bro,” cooed Moira. “Mayor White is bound to you. She’s your whore. She won’t break. You have nothing to worry about.”

“You’re sister’s skills as a witch are impressive,” Nisha said. Her dusky breasts didn’t bounce or jiggle with the movement of the car. “She’ll remain loyal.”

“Will the governor know her spell failed?” I asked.

“Oh, yeah,” Moira said.

“But it won’t matter,” Nisha said. “You are the real target. Seize you, and she gets the mayor by default. Trust in your sister’s spellcraft to ward you.”

I nodded. I had no choice.

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Governor Christine Locke

The trooper opened my car door. The Washington State Patrol provided security for the governor’s office. For me. I climbed out. He was a young man in a blue cavalry jacket and trooper hat, smartly dressed. An ex-marine.

He knew how to fuck, too.

“Madam Governor,” he said and moved to the door to open it. Two patrol cars flanked my limo, each car white with the silver logo of the WSP on the side.

I strode into the Tacoma Municipal Building through the front entrance. A uniformed officer of the Tacoma Police Department was manning the metal detectors at the front, though I didn’t have to suffer through that. I could bypass it as I marched straight to the elevators with Trooper Carlson.

We rode the elevator up to the top floor and down the hall to the mayor’s office. The assistant jumped to her feet at the sight of me. She swallowed and greeted me with a bright smile. She was a young, Black woman.

“You’re early, Madam Governor,” she said. “The mayor’s finishing up with a phone call.”

“That’s fine,” I said as I strode past the girl and into the office. “Trooper Carlson, make sure no one disturbs us until our guest arrives.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he said and took position at the door, strong and imposing.

Mayor Tanisha White blinked at me. She wore a pink blouse that had a V-neck to show off her large, chocolate breasts. Her black hair was pulled back into a frizzy bun. She was speaking on the phone, her nails painted white.

“I’ll have to call you back,” she said. “The governor just arrived. Yes, yes, she’s early. We’ll speak in a few hours. Sorry, bye.”

“Nothing important, I hope?” I purred as I strode around her desk. I had spells worked on me. The sort that awed people. Dominated them.

“No, no,” she said. She rose, wearing a tight, gray miniskirt and nylons. Thigh-highs along with stiletto heels. She dressed for her lover. For young Zach Black. “Just the same sort of BS. Departments wanting more money, unable to properly spend what they have. Did I get my time wrong, Madam Governor?”

“No, you did not, Mayor,” I said and cupped her face. “I wanted to discuss some things with you first. Your future.”

“Governor,” she breathed, excitement in her eyes.

“Yes,” I purred. “So long as you know your place.”

“I do.”

I kissed her.

The magic was already working on her, but it wouldn’t be fully soaking into her soul until she drowned in my pussy cream. My cunt burned so hot as I thrust my tongue into the Black woman’s mouth. Her lips felt so warm on mine.

So soft and delicious.

I kissed her with aggression. She moaned, trembling. She responded with submission. That was good. That was very good. She understood her place. It was to be on her knees, loving me. I could already feel them buckling.

She wanted to bend the knee and submit. She craved to bury her face into my pussy and eat me out. That would come in time. For now, I enjoyed dancing my tongue around in her mouth. She whimpered, her mouth so delicious.

Mayor Tanisha White would be a wonderful slave. I would make her governor while I became president, grooming Zach to be my puppet. Young. Charismatic. Passionate. He was already capturing the youth.

I broke the kiss with her and purred, “On your knees.”

“Yes, Madam Governor,” she groaned, her eyes burning so hot. Yes, yes, she had already been broken in. Already been dominated by Zach.

She sank to her knees and stared up at me. She slid her hands up my thighs to my skirt. I wasn’t wearing a miniskirt like a whore. I had a reputation to maintain in public. She worked my skirt up and up. My pussy burned so hot. The tangy aroma of my twat filled my nose.

Mayor White pushed my skirt up and over my hips, revealing my dripping, blonde bush. The Black woman nuzzled her lips into my curls and found my folds. I groaned as she licked through them slowly.

Lovingly.

Worshipfully.

I trembled at the reverence of her tongue. She knew her place. It was glorious to have her tongue stroking through my folds. I groaned at the feel of her caressing me. My heart trembled as she parted my petals again and again.

I ground my furred muff on the biddable mayor’s cunt. The Black slut moaned into my cunt, loving the taste of my pussy. I gripped the back of her head, holding her to my twat. I savored the feel of her lips on me.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “Mmm, yes, yes, you love my cunt!”

“Madam Governor,” she groaned.

“You’re just a little Black whore loving my cunt!” I hissed. “A Black slut for my pussy! Yes, yes, be a dyke, Tanisha! Be a slave to my twat!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned and plunged her tongue into my twat.

I groaned as she swirled her tongue around in my cunt. She caressed my silky walls. That felt so good. I shuddered at the warmth of her tongue stroking over my flesh. Her lips massaged my pussy lips. I quivered as the Black woman devoured me.

She feasted on me with so much passion. It was an incredible moment to have her doing that. I loved every last second of her stroking her tongue around in me. I moaned, my back arching as she caressed about in me.

“Black slut!” I hissed.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned. “Madam Governor!”

“That will be you one day, if you’re a good slave!” I groaned.

“Yes!” Her passionate declaration nearly vibrated through my cunt.

She lapped at me with more passion. It was an incredible rush to have her stroking her tongue through me like this. My eyes rolled back into my head as I enjoyed what she did to me. She made me shiver in delight.

The passion in my pussy built and built. I rose toward my climax. Toward that moment when I would cum on her. It would be fantastic to burst on her cunt. She thrust her tongue into my pussy and swirled around in me.

That was spectacular. I groaned, enjoying her passion.

Her desire to worship me.

Please me.

“You dirty slut!” I moaned, gripping the back of her head. “Earn your reward!”

My orgasm built as did the spell that wreathed me. Ba’al’s power crackled through me. Her tongue brushed my clit, shooting sparks through me that brought me closer and closer to that point when I would gasp out in delight.

When I would cry out in pleasure.

Her tongue fluttered up and down my slit. It was so good to have her doing that. I whimpered, my face twisting in delight. She devoured my cunt. My pussy clenched as she brought me closer and closer to the storm of pleasure and power.

I ached to be consumed by the bliss of my orgasm and Ba’al Zaphon’s power.

I wanted it to surge through me.

I trembled as her tongue found my clit. She stroked over my bud. She licked and lapped at my sensitive spot. I groaned, gripping her frizzy bun. My face contorted with the pleasure of this moment. She suckled on me.

“That’s it!” I hissed.

Her soft lips nibbled on my clit. Sparks sizzled through me, feeding the storm of rapture swirling in me. I would soon drown her. I could not wait for her. Her tongue stroked over my bud. I trembled, my boobs jiggling in my bra and blouse.

“You Black whore!” I gasped as she suckled on my clit. “That’s it. Yes!”

Rapturous lightning flashed through me.

My orgasm exploded through me. Ecstatic electricity surged through my flesh to my mind. Sparks sizzled across my vision. My pussy cream gushed out of my spasming snatch and into the Black whore’s mouth. She licked at me as the magic crashed into her and…

Surged around her.

I groaned, trembling through my orgasm. The spell didn’t hit her. It was deflected like the power struck a magical lightning rod, grounding the energy into the floor and not surging it through her. She feasted on me, oblivious to this.

“Fuck!” I moaned, stars flashing across my vision.

She was bound tight to Zach. He had power.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I groaned, her tongue still stroking through my flesh. Stars flashed across my vision as I trembled through my rapture. This was exciting and frustrating. My thoughts sizzled with pleasure. “Keep licking, whore! You fucking slut!”

“Mmm, Madam Governor!” she purred between licks.

The rapture kept arching through me. My boobs jiggled in my blouse. I shuddered through the wonderful ecstasy. It was such a powerful moment. I swayed there, dizzy with the bliss that swept through my body.

I wanted to claim her, to have her as an ally against Zach, but if he could bind her like this, then he truly had power. Had potential. He might be a warlock. Someone must have trained him. I shuddered as my orgasm hit its peak.

I released her and stepped back. “Mmm, we should be ready to greet Zach when he arrives.”

“Yes, Madam Governor,” she breathed, her eyes glossy with lust.

I frowned and looked around. For a moment, I thought I felt something watching me. Eyes on me. I glanced around the room, sunlight streaming through the windows, shadows cast across the floor. No, no, it was nothing.

Zach would be here soon.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

Nisha slid onto me, my cock rising to greet her.

“Ooh, Master’s having sex with his angel,” cooed Detective Carson.

“So hot,” Ms. Denise said from up front as he drove the limo.

I thought so. My dusky-hued thought form was unseen to everyone but me. I could feel her, though. Enjoy her. They couldn’t see how she manipulated me. I had already put my cock away, but this was my spiritual cock she gripped. As if it phased through my slacks.

She pressed her pussy against it, bare and beautiful. Her black hair swayed around her face. Her big boobs jiggled before my eyes. I loved the sight of them. Her brown nipples dripped with her breast milk. She was what I wanted her to be.

Apparently, I always had a mother complex even before I learned I had to claim her. I had resisted it, not wanting to cross that taboo line, but it was for power. And… I loved it. I truly did love fucking my mother. I wanted to breed her again.

Nisha plunged her cunt down my dick. I groaned as that hot snatch devoured my dick. It felt so good to have her sliding down and down me. I groaned as she bottomed out on me. Her eyes rolled back in her head.

She squirmed on me, her pussy sliding around my cock. I groaned at the warmth of her twat on me. She held me tight as she squeezed her twat down around me. I smiled at her as she purred in delight. She looked so eager to ride me.

“Master,” she groaned.

I latched onto her nipple and suckled.

Her breast milk flooded my mouth. I loved nursing from my thought form. She squeezed her pussy down around my dick. It was spectacular. I gripped he rump. I kneaded her ass as she worked her cunt up my cock, massaging me.

The pleasure swept through me as my MILF plunged back down me. I groaned around her nipple, so glad I conjured my own MILF to love. Nisha held me to her, working up and down my dick with her wonderful cunt.

“Oh, Master,” she moaned. “Mmm, drink my breast milk. Be relaxed. You must play the governor perfectly.”

I kept suckling on her as she rode me. We raced down 512, entering Parkland. We would have to slow down soon for the I-5 merge. I didn’t care about that. I just focused on that hot pussy sliding up and down me and that sweet and creamy breast milk flooding my mouth.

I gulped down my thought form’s motherly delight.

She gasped and moaned as she rode me with that hot flesh. It was so incredible to have her riding me. She clamped her twat down on me. I reveled in the warmth of her snatch massaging me. She wiggled her hips from side to side, stirring her cunt around me.

I moaned around her nipple, suckling hard.

The milk gushed into her mouth. She moaned as she rode me, cradling my head to her breast. The limo turned as she gripped my cock with her hot pussy. The pressure grew and grew at the tip of my dick. I rushed toward that bursting point.

I would just flood her cunt with my spunk.

“Oh, oh, Master!” Nisha cried out. “You’re so big and thick. Mmm, you’re going to fuck the governor so hard! Just ram your big dick into her!”

I ripped my mouth off her nipple and groaned, “Yes, I will!”

She kissed me.

I groaned at the warmth of her mouth on mine. Her pussy gripped my cock. My fingers dug into her rump. I kneaded her butt-cheeks as she rode me. It was a fantastic thrill. She plunged up and down me, her cunt massaging every inch of my dick.

She gripped my rod with that hot flesh, swelling me toward her orgasm. I rose and rose toward it, my balls tightening. Her tongue danced with mine as I hurtled closer and closer to the point when I would erupt. Her silky snatch massaged me.

She broke the kiss and purred, “Mmm, yes, yes, you’re so ready to cum! Flood me with your spiritual seed, Master.”

“Nisha,” I groaned.

“So beautiful when his angel loves him,” Detective Carson purred.

“It fucking is,” I groaned as that hot pussy slammed down my cock;

“Master!” Nisha howled.

Her pussy spasmed around my dick. She felt so good convulsing around me. It was this incredible rush. The need to cum in my thought form’s snatch swelled as her silky flesh suckled at me. She threw back her head, her boobs bouncing before me.

“Master! Master!” she cried out. “Cum in me!”

“Fuck!” I grunted and erupted.

I dumped my cum into her pussy. Blast after blast of my spunk spurted into her spasming snatch. My spiritual seed flooded her pussy. She gasped out in rapture, her boobs heaving before me. I growled, the pleasure slamming through my body.

I supported over and over into her cunt. It was just an incredible moment. I savored every second of flooding my thought form’s pussy with my spiritual spunk. Her snatch spasmed around me, milking me dry.

“Mmm, Master!” she purred as I dumped the last of my cum into her pussy.

“Damn, Nisha,” I groaned, savoring that heat.

“You are going to tame her pussy,” purred Nisha. “That’s what you have to do. Tame her pussy!”

I grinned at her as my phone rang again.

I glanced out the window. We were getting off onto 705, heading into downtown Tacoma. My sister was calling. “Moira?”

“Well, she tried and failed to bind the mayor,” Moira said. “Thanks to little oh me, the mayor is still yours.”

I had no doubts,” I said. “Just like I have complete faith in your protective spell.”

“Ashtaroth is going to hate it,” Moira said and laughed on the other end of the line.

Nisha nodded, smiling. My thought form had every right to be pissed at that demon bitch.

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Governor Christine Locke

The mayor undressed me.

I savored the way her fingers worked the buttons of my blouse down. I trembled, glancing down at my wedding ring. I did so love cuckolding my husband. He wasn’t a member of Ba’al Zaphon’s cult. He was just a useful man with connections. That was why I married him.

He had no idea that his wife with a high priestess who cuckolded him all the time. I loved it.

The Black slut opened my blouse wide. I took delight in her subservience. When I became President, I would enjoy the same level of service. I trembled as she pulled off my blouse and hung it up in her small closet to keep it from wrinkling.

She unhooked my bra, freeing my large breasts. She gasped, probably seeing the serpent I had branded on my lower back. The mark of the cult. I turned to face her, smiling at her. My boobs swayed back and forth.

“If you’re worthy, you’ll wear such a brand,” I told her. “The halls of power will open for you, too.”

At least in the Pacific Northwest, where Ba’al Zaphon reigned. Other gods controlled different parts of America. Powerful gods. Right now, Marduk controlled America through President Harvey Sillman. That would change.

Ba’al Zaphon had never controlled America, but he would.

The Black slut unzipped my skirt and pulled it off, leaving me down to my thigh-highs and heels. I felt so sexy here, my hands on my hips, waiting for that young man to appear. I motioned to the slut to strip naked before moving and sitting on the desk.

I was naked and in control, my legs folded before me. I wanted to greet him like this. He would be here soon. I breathed slowly as the slut stripped. The mayor was naked in moments, her chocolate body curvy and delicious.

He had good taste in sluts.

I frowned, feeling a tad like I was being watched. It made my shoulders itch. It was just being naked in an unfamiliar place. I glanced out the mayor’s window. No other building was high enough around here to see me.

That was it. Just nerves.

Then the doors opened. Trooper Carlson noticed my naked body but held not a hint of emotion. Lewis Zachary Black strode in after him, a woman in a business skirt suit with him. She had the look of a cop. An armed bodyguard.

I shivered at the sight of him, so glad that I was face-to-face with him. My pussy melted.

Chapter Eight

Governor Christine Locke

He strode in with confidence. My nipples tingled and clit throbbed at the sight of him. He was striking in his charcoal-gray suit. Single-breasted with two gold buttons and machine cufflinks. The shirt beneath white with a gray tie.

He smiled at the sight of me, his eyes drinking me in as the door closed behind me. Dark and powerful. Young, sixteen or seventeen, Full of power. Strength. It radiated out from him in this pressure wave that had me shivering. He was intense and virile.

A man.

“Madam Governor,” he said, giving me a slight nod.

“Mmm, Mr. Black,” I purred, my pussy so wet. “It’s so wonderful to meet you. Mayor White has sung your praises. Your skills in politics and the bedroom. I would very much like to experience both of those.”

“Direct,” he said.

“Why pussyfoot around?” I purred. “I’m gorgeous. You’re handsome. I want you. You want me.” I spread my legs, my body crackling with Ba’al Zaphon’s magic. His domination. “Our union would be beneficial to us both. I know you have ambition. You are gaining a following. It’s… a new direction to go. The people are flocking around you. I can make it manifest into true power.”

He smiled, greedy for it. “Can you?”

“I can,” I purred, my pussy dripping. My dew dripped from my curls. My breasts jiggled. “Kneel. Eat me out. You shall have it and more.”

He arched an eyebrow and motioned to Mayor White. “That’s quite the demand.”

The mayor rushed to him and removed his suit jacket. God, he was so gorgeous. He undid his cufflinks as she removed his tie. He had a gray pocket square flecked with gold, the look accenting the power in his eyes.

My pussy burned hotter as I watched Mayor White remove his clothing. The Black whore unbuttoned his shirt with such alacrity. It was tailored for him. Expensive. I didn’t recognize the maker, though. I wondered where he found it. It fit him perfectly.

Made him so desirable.

He watched me, drinking in my curvaceous figure. I was a MILF. A mother with big breasts and birthing hips. The sort of woman that men lusted for. They craved me. I had no flaws to me, and he could see that for a fact.

His shirt came off. Strong. Muscular. Not over-built, but fit. In shape.

I licked my lips.

The Black slut took off his loafers and his socks before sliding her hands up his slacks to his belt. She undid it, blocking my view of his groin. I knew he would be impressive in every way possible. I craved a real man.

A thick, throbbing stud who would be pulsing with his passion. I ached for it so badly. I shuddered as I knew it would not be long until I had my desires fulfilled. He would be such a gorgeous hunk. She yanked down his pants. His boxers.

“Mmm,” she purred, staring at his cock. I still couldn’t see him. Not yet. “Zach!”

He just stared at me, a slight smile on his lips. Such confidence in his eyes. He thought he was in charge here. Time for him to learn that he wasn’t. No matter how strong those eyes were. He was a young man who was used to being obeyed.

To have women kneel before him.

Mayor White slid to the side, revealing his manhood.

It took all my self-control not to suck in an inward breath at the sight of him. Big and thick and throbbing. A massive cock that I wanted to feel buried in my snatch. I would love to have him fucking into me. He could ram that big fucker in and out of me any day he wanted.

No, no, focus.

“Now,” I purred as he advanced on me. “Kneel. Feast on me. You’ll have power beyond your imagining.”

“Kneel and suck my dick,” he answered, his eyes just as resolute.

I shuddered at the strength of his voice. The power behind it. A part of me wanted to sink before him. The woman in me quivered to be dominated by him. It was such a powerful urge. I could feel the strength of it. The need to kneel and please him. My heart pounded in my chest as I stood here right now.

I blinked in shock at what he had just done to me. My heart pounded wildly.

I shook my head. I had to be in charge. “Eat me out.”

His smile grew. “Kneel and suck my dick, Madam Governor. I see the lust in your eyes. Suck me off, or…”

“Zach,” whimpered the mayor. She would do it. He would use her before my eyes, reveling in his power. I would lose him.

I trembled, not wanting that.

“Perhaps we could compromise,” I purred. I was a politician. “Sixty-nine?”

“That would be agreeable,” he said and grabbed my hips. He boldly lifted me off the bare desk of the mayor. I felt light in his arms. He was so strong. My heart pounded in my chest as he set me to the side before he lay down on it.

My eyes fell on his big dick. It twitched and throbbed. My pussy melted. I wanted that dick in me. I craved to have him stretching me out, but I first had to dominate him. I climbed onto the desk and mounted his head.

Maybe…

I pressed my bush down onto his face. My curls rustled against him. I knew he was breathing in my cunt right now. He could smell my passion, yet he did not lick me. Not once did his tongue flick out to part my folds. I moaned, grinding on his lips and mouth.

He tasted my tangy passion.

He should be lost with the need to devour me.

Where had such a young man learned such self-control?

His cock twitched as it thrust upward. He throbbed. Pulsed. Precum dripped from the tip. I shuddered at the sight of him. I knew what I had to do. I had to feast on him. There was no choice. That was obvious.

I leaned over, my breasts pressing into his solid stomach. I felt the strength of his core as I gripped his big dick in one hand. He was hung. Blessed. Had his mother sacrificed to some demon to produce a child this fit?

Or his father?

Who was his father?

I engulfed Zach’s cock a moment later, sucking on him. I nursed hard on his dick. I loved the feel of his rod in my mouth. It was just such a wild moment to bob my head up and down his cock. I groaned around him, nursing hard on him.

He moaned into my pussy and licked me.

I shuddered as his bold tongue stroked over my clit and furrowed through my folds. I shuddered, so glad I was taming him and cuckolding my husband. This cock was amazing. I suckled on him with all that I had. I nursed on him with every ounce of strength that I had.

My cheeks hollowed with the force of my suckling. My tongue swiped around his crown. He growled and devoured my cunt, his strong hands gripping my asscheeks. He squeezed them. Kneaded them. He loved my pussy and showed me his strength.

I showed him my passion.

My lust for his big dick.

“Damn,” he growled, his fingers dripping into my crack. “That’s good, Christine. So good.”

My first name? How bold of him.

I suckled hard on his cock, bobbing my head as his fingers dipped into my crack. He found my asshole and played with it. I shuddered at his touch. He stroked around my backdoor as his tongue furrowed my folds. He made me shiver.

His finger thrust boldly into my asshole.

I squealed around his cock and suckled so hard. My cheeks hollowed with my need to pleasure him. I loved him. I suckled on him. I worked my mouth up and down his dick. It was so good to pleasure him like this. My tongue flicked around him.

He growled in delight as I did that. My cheeks hollowed as I blew him. His finger pumped in and out of my asshole, the heat melting to my pussy. His tongue swiped through my flesh while I moaned around his big dick.

The mayor watched.

I could feel her envy as I worshiped this dick.

He worshiped my pussy. He would be drowning in my pussy and consumed by Ba’al Zaphon’s power. I trembled thinking that, my nipples rubbing into his stomach. Sparks sizzled from my bud and shot down to my pussy.

His tongue stroked around in my snatch. His finger thrust away at my asshole. He growled as I loved his cock. I suckled on him with such passion. Such glorious strength. It was wondrous. I trembled on him, my nipples ached.

I slobbered on his cock with hunger.

“That’s it,” he growled. “Suck my dick, Christine!”

I suckled with such passion on him. Drool ran down my chin as I bobbed my head. His tongue stroked over my clit. Stars flashed across my vision. I shuddered at the feel of him fluttering his tongue against my bud.

My bowels clamped down on his finger. He thrust a second digit into my anal sheath. I gasped around his cock, sucking hard. His precum was so salty and delicious. I knew that flavor was swelling. He was bringing me closer and closer to cumming.

He would just dump his load into my mouth. It was so good to have him suckling on me. I bobbed my head, groaning at the feel of his dick in my mouth. It was a beautiful thing to blow him like this. I swirled my tongue around his rod.

I was so close to bursting.

He suckled on my clit.

Nibbled on it.

His fingers plundered my asshole. I clamped my bowels down on him, hurtling toward the moment when I would cum. I whimpered around his dick. My eyes rolled back in my head as he tongued my bud. Sparks sizzled.

I exploded into rapture.

My asshole spasmed around his cock. I groaned, sucking hard on his cock. The magic shot into him. Unlike with the mayor, I felt no lightning rod grounding the magic to the world. It shackled him. Seized him.

“Fuck!” he roared. “Madam Governor!”

He erupted.

His cum spurted into my mouth. He called me my proper title as I owned him. I suckled hard on his cock. I bobbed my head, swallowing spurt after spurt of his jizz. It was so good. His spunk tasted amazing. His cock pulsed as he drowned in my pussy cream.

My rapture swept through me. I ground my furred muff into his face. He was beneath me where he belonged. I gasped and moaned as he spurted more and more blasts of his seed into my mouth. I gulped it all down. It was delicious.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he growled. “Madam Governor!”

He erupted one last time into my mouth. I loved that salty flavor. His jizz soaked my taste buds as he lapped at my cunt. I trembled on him. I wanted his cock so badly. I owned him. He would be my servant.

He ripped me off him. I gasped as he lifted me off his body and set me above him. He rolled off the desk and spun, my pussy cream dripping down his chin. I sat there, facing him. He pushed my legs apart.

“I know what you need, Madam Governor,” he growled and pressed his cock into my bush. I shuddered as he touched my pussy lips. “This!”

He rammed his big dick into my pussy.

“Yes!” I squealed as my newest servant filled me up with his cock. “That’s right, Zach! Oh, oh, fuck me, stud!”

“Yes, Madam Governor!” he growled and seized my big breasts.

I shuddered as he squeezed them. He kneaded my tits as he drew back his huge cock. My pussy clung to him. Melting to him. I leaned back on my arms, savoring having the thickest and longest dick ever plunging back into my cunt. His heavy balls slapped into my taint.

“Zach!” I howled.

He fucked me hard.

Fast.

The stud knew how to use that big dick. His strong hands kneaded my tits as he hammered me hard. He fucked my cunt with all my might. It was just incredible to have that huge cock fucking me again and again.

He pounded me with all that might. All that force. He thrust into me so hard. I shuddered, my cunt melting around him. My pussy gripped his dick as he fucked into me with all his might. His strong hands gripped my tits.

I moaned, my face twisting in delight as he buried over and over into my snatch. I loved this thick shaft fucking me. He was an incredible hunk. A man who made me feel like a woman. That was the best part of this.

I felt so womanly as he fucked me. He pounded my twat with all that he had. My cunt clamped down on him as he buried into me again and again. He fucked me with all that passion. That big dick slammed into me over and over again.

“Oh, yes!” I gasped. “Zach!”

“Madam Governor!” I growled, fucking her cunt so hard. So fast. It was a glorious thing to have him burying into my twat. “Shit, shit, that’s good. That’s so good! Your pussy, Madam Governor! You’re married cunt! I love fucking married women!”

“I bet!” I moaned as he plowed into my snatch with force. “Oh, Zach! That’s it! Cuckold my weak husband. This is what I need! Oh, yes!”

My pussy melted around his dick. He buried into me with so much passion. I squeezed my cunt down on that thick shaft. He churned me up with his mighty thrusts. I rose towered my orgasm. I hurtled closer and closer to it.

I whimpered, my pussy gripping his thick shaft. I couldn’t hold out much longer. His strong hands kneaded my tits. He massaged them as he buried to the hilt in my twat. My pussy clamped down on him as he thrust in and out of me.

“Oh, oh, yes!” I gasped. “I’m going to cum!”

“That’s right, Madam Governor!” he growled. “Explode on my dick!”

He slammed to the hilt in me. I gasped and burst.

My twat writhed around his dick. I shuddered, savoring that wonderful cock fucking to the hilt in my spasming snatch. He grunted, fucking me so hard. My thighs tightened around his hips as he churned up my convulsing cunt.

“Yes!” he roared.

Erupted.

His cum spurted into my cunt. I reveled in that young, virile seed flooding my snatch. I wanted to conceive. To have his son. I trembled, my cunt rippling around his cock. It was incredible to have him dumping more and more jizz into me.

My pussy writhed around his cock, the sparks sizzling through me. I trembled through my ecstasy as he filled me up with his cum. I threw back my head, howling out with dizzy rapture. The waves of bliss swept through me.

“Madam Governor!” he growled and erupted the last of his cum into me.

I shuddered at the volume. My pussy swam with his jizz. I shuddered there, falling onto my back on the desk. I panted there as his cock filled me up. My pussy rippled around him. I whimpered as he ripped out of me.

He flipped me over onto my belly, my tits smacking into the desk.

“That’s what you need, Madam Governor!” he growled, pressing his cock into my butt-crack. “A big dick up your ass!”

“Yours!” I moaned as Zach found my asshole.

He thrust against my anal ring.

I groaned at the burning heat as he drilled against my anal ring. I loved the feel of my backdoor stretching and stretching to take him. This was such an amazing moment. He pushed on me, making me whimper louder. My toes curled as my asshole opened wide.

He popped into my asshole.

“Yes!” I howled.

His big dick sank into me. I loved that huge cock stretching out my bowels. More and more of his dick slid into my bowels. It was such an incredible rush. I groaned as he slid to the hilt in me. I had all his cock in my anal sheath.

My asshole gripped his cock. I held him tight as he slid back out of me. I groaned as he did that. My bowels clamped down so hard on him. I trembled as he pulled back and back. Then he slammed into my anal sheath.

“Yes!” I moaned, my nipples rubbing against the desk. It was just incredible to have him fucking me. He pounded me hard. “Yes, yes, fuck me!”

He pounded me so hard. So fast. His big dick plowed in and out of my bowels. My anal sheath melted around his cock. I groaned, savoring the force of his thrusts. He churned me up with his mighty thrusts. I loved every second of him fucking me like this. He buried over and over into me.

I loved how he plowed into me so hard and fast. My asshole melted around his cock. It was beautiful to have that sensation. He buried into my asshole so hard. So fast. With such gusto. I whimpered as his cock slammed into my bowels.

He filled up my asshole over and over, my orgasm building in my cunt.

“Oh, fuck,” I moaned.

“Madam Governor,” he growled.

He thrust harder. Faster. My bowels clamped down on him. His heavy balls slapped into my taint. My butt-cheeks jiggled from the force of his thrusts. I rose toward my orgasm so fast. I wanted to cum on him. I trembled here.

I held him tight, reveling in his thick shaft. I couldn’t take much more. I moaned and gasped, the mayor watching on. His thick shaft hammered to the hilt in my bowels. He filled me up with his thick shaft. He was amazing.

“Zach!” I squealed and came like a whore on his dick.

My asshole writhed around his cock. I groaned, savoring that big dick fucking my spasming anal sheath. He buried into me again and again. My pussy gushed cum and juices as I bucked there, my nipples throbbing against the desk.

“Cum in me!” I begged. “Please, please, Zach!”

“Yes, Madam Governor!” he growled and buried into my asshole.

He erupted.

His cum spurted into my bowels. Burst after burst of his jizz flooded me. It was so good to have that spunk flooding my bowels. I dumped my load into his anal sheath. It was wild to have all that cum spurting into my backdoor.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, my bowels rippling around his dick. “So good!”

“Madam Governor!” he groaned, giving me his cum.

He fed me every drop of his seed. I loved having all that jizz flooding into me. I trembled there, my entire body quivering in delight. I loved the way his spunk pumped over and over into me. It was outstanding.

“Oh, oh, that’s so good!” I whimpered, my anal sheath suckling at him. “That’s… Yes!”

He grunted, erupting the last of his cum into my bowels. I shuddered, savoring this delight. I had bound him to me. I turned back and stared up at him. He loomed over me, his dark eyes burning with such lust for me.

“Mmm, yes, yes, you’re going to serve me and advance our state to greatness,” she groaned.

He smiled. “Yes, Madam Governor. I can’t wait to work under you.”

“Perfect,” I moaned as he slid out of me. “Oh, I wish to keep enjoying you, but I have to be up in Seattle for a rally and an interview.”

“Of course,” he said as he moved to the closet and fetched my clothes.

Perfect.

He dressed me, sliding on the bra. My blouse. He buttoned it up with skill. He slipped on my skirt. I tucked it in. He kissed me before I left. I shuddered, pressing against him. He was taller than me. I loved taller men. His hand squeezed my rump.

I shuddered and broke from him. “I’ll be in touch. We’ll have rallies. Work on your agenda of solving crime.”

“It’s a problem. Helping criminals hasn’t made the world better.”

“It’s worked for our plans,” she said. “But… maybe it’s time to crack down on it again. Come in as the saviors. Paint the Republicans as the bad guys. It’s not hard with the media eager to lick my feet.”
He laughed, and I strolled out.

My bodyguard waited for me. Cum dripped out of my asshole. Zach had dominated me. He had used me like… like…

He had been in charge.

I blinked at that. No, no, I had been in charge, right?

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