---

Story Codes: Male/Female, Teen male/Female, Teen male/Teen female, Teen male/Teen females, Mind Control, Incest, Anal Sex, Rimming, Interracial, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Hot Wife, MILF, Cheating, Cuckolding, Supernatural

For a list of all the dungeon builder stories click here

Comments are very welcome. I would like all criticism, positive and negative, so long as it’s
constructive, and feedback is very appreciated.

---

---

Click here for Part 2.

---

---

Note: Thanks Edward my beta reader!

Chapter Five

Assistant Chief Christina Nelson

I hated being a whore for Chief Cantwell.

The price of power.

I crawled naked into the back of my Police Interceptor Utility, my Washington State Patrol-issued SUV, parked before my home where my husband and daughter slept. My breasts swayed beneath me as Cantwell followed me in. He gripped his hips. My shameless pussy burned for his touch despite the party at the Governor’s Mansion.

Despite the mansion.

This young man filled my mind. His prowess was something else, and I had to investigate him.
Chief Cantwell’s cock nuzzled into my cunt. I shuddered with lust and revulsion. I wanted him to pound me, and despised myself for being so weak. The older man slid his cock up and down my slit, nuzzling my clit. Pleasure burst from the contact.

“Chief,” I moaned. “Please, please, fuck my cunt. Use me!” Humiliation burned in my cheeks from those demeaning words.

My cunt grew hotter, too.

He chuckled and thrust, grunting, “Christina.”

His thick shaft sank into my whorish pussy. I groaned at the pleasure. My head tossed, and boob swayed beneath me. I stared at my house as I cuckolded my husband. My cunt clamped down on the chief’s cock. He pumped away at me.

It felt so good.

I just lost myself to the pleasure of being a whore. I didn’t have to think as Cantwell fucked my cunt. He buried into my married twat over and over again. My pussy clamped down on him. I melted about him as he thrust into me over and over again. I moaned as the pleasure spilled through me.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned.

“Shit, that’s good pussy,” he growled. “Take it, slut!”

“Yes, Chief,” I groaned.

He owned me.

My pussy.

My asshole.

My entire body.

I clamped my cunt down on him, increasing the friction. He plowed into me as my orgasm built and built. I was a shameless woman. I craved power. I had found it with the cult and the Washington State Patrol. I had paid dearly for it.

I shuddered with his every thrust into my snatch. It felt so good to have him in my twat. I reveled in it. I was such a whore, and I enjoyed myself. I moaned and gasped as the heat swelled in my cunt. I rose toward my orgasm.

“Oh, oh, fuck me, Chief!” I moaned.

“That’s right, Christina,” he growled. “Fucking own that cunt. Yes, yes, yes! Take it!”

He hammered my cunt with passion. I trembled as he buried into me with all that he had. It was so good to have that thick shaft in me. I squeezed my cheating twat down on him. The heat built and built. His nuts slapped into my clit.

Sparks burst from the impact. They sizzled through my cunt gripping his big, Black dick. He plowed into me over and over again. I rose toward my climax. It was such a good one. A big one. My whorish twat betrayed me every time.

“Chief!” I gasped as he buried into my cunt. His nuts slapped my clit. “Yes!”

I burst into rapture.

My cunt spasmed around his dick. He grunted, fucking my twat with his hard shaft. He buried into me with hard strokes. I loved the feel of him plowing into me with all that he had. It was just a kinky moment. Stars flashed across my vision.

“That’s it, Christina!” he grunted, fucking my convulsing and cheating cunt. “My little whore! Yes!”

He buried into my cunt.

Erupted.

His cum spurted into my married pussy. I trembled as I milked him, his seed flooding my twat. My boobs swayed as I squealed out my rapture. I hated how much I love this. I was such a whore. My cunt milked his erupting rod.

He dumped his load into me. All his cum. The warmth of his seed filled my cunt. Stars danced across my vision as I stared at my house. My home. I wanted to be with my husband, and yet my whorish twat suckled at Chief Cantwell’s cock.

“Damn,” he grunted, erupting into my twat with one last blast. “Damn, that’s good.”

“It is,” I whimpered.

He pulled his dick out of my cunt. The jizz spilled down my thighs. I loved that sensation. It felt so good. I shuddered at the warmth of it. I threw a look over my shoulder and wanted to sneer at him. He rose. He couldn’t see me.

I hated him so much. His spunk dripped down my thighs.

“Take me home, slut,” he said, heading around to the passenger seat.

“Yes, Chief,” I panted and crawled out, his cum dripping down my thighs.

Naked, I grabbed the towel out of my trunk. I carried it for occasions like this. I spread it out on my driver’s seat and sat on it, letting his cum soak into the terrycloth. I started up my cruiser. The radio came to life. Some chatter from units on came through.

I drove the chief to his house.

He didn’t live far.

I stewed in my hatred and disgust with the older man. He was my grandfather’s age, yet his dick never went hard. He made a pact with Ba’al for that. I just knew it. That was why I was his whore. I was a perk.

A reward.

We reached his house, and he grinned at me. He wanted more.

I would be spending the night. Fuck.

I climbed out of my car as he headed up to the front. I followed, my round boobs bouncing. He unlocked his door and headed inside. He was already stripping naked. I followed him, closing his door. He headed up to his bedroom.

I sighed and slipped off my socks. I followed him up the stairs. He stripped naked. He was a tall, Black man. You wouldn’t know he was in his fifties looking at him from the rear. He was a powerful man. His wife must be out of town. That was why I was here.

Shantea didn’t know about us. She didn’t know about the cult. She was a religious woman.

Poor thing. He used her.

“On your hands and knees,” he said as he opened his bedroom door.

I shuddered. There was a nice, knitted cover on the bed. I slipped by him and took that off. I slid onto the bed. His wedding photo was on the nightstand. His wife’s hairbrush was next to it. I trembled, my boobs swaying.

SMACK!

I gasped as he sparked my ass.

“Mmm, a White woman’s ass looks the best reddened, right, slut?” he asked.

“Yes, Chief,” I groaned.

SMACK!

I squealed as he spanked me again, the heat melting down to my cum-filled pussy. His seed leaked down my side as I trembled here. I shuddered as he stroked his hand over my rump. I quivered at his discipline.

Such a whore.

SMACK!

“Yes!” I moaned in wanton delight, cum dripping down my thighs. “Spank me!”

SMACK!

“I’m just a dirty whore!” I gasped, my ass burning. “Redden my rump, Chief!”

SMACK!

I squealed out with the depravity of this situation. I was cheating on my husband, selling my soul, so being spanked felt right. I deserved to be punished. I was a dirty wife, my cunt dripping in another man’s seed.

SMACK!

The Black man disciplined me with his hand, my ass blazing.

SMACK!

“I’m a dirty fucking whore!” I squealed, my cunt clenching with need.

“Yes, you are, Christina,” he said, not even giving me my title, assistant chief… I was one of four assistant chiefs in the Washington State Patrol. I ran the Investigative Services Bureau. “Just a dirty fucking whore.”

He pressed his thick, Black cock between my butt-cheeks. I shuddered as he did that. He slid down my crack and found my asshole. I shivered as he drilled against me. My anal ring burned as he pushed and pushed on me.

I whimpered at the way he drilled against my asshole. I shuddered as he gripped my hips and pushed and pushed against me. My asscheeks burned hot from his spankings as my backdoor opened so wide.

“Yes!” he growled.

“Chief!” I whimpered like a whore.

My boss’s big, Black dick sank into my asshole. That big shaft stretched me out. I trembled, my boobs jiggling beneath me. I groaned at the heat of his dick sliding into my bowels. He made me shiver in delight.

“Oh, oh, Sir!” I whimpered as he sank deeper and deeper into my bowels. “You’re so big. Stretch me out!”

I gripped the sheets, my boobs swaying beneath me. He sank every inch of that mighty cock into my asshole. Zach might have been bigger. Thicker. Longer. I shuddered at that thought as I clamped down on the Black man’s rod.

Chief Cantwell drew back his dick at once. I moaned like a whore, my asshole gripping his rod. I trembled as he pulled back until he almost popped out of my backdoor. He rammed into my bowels, burying into my depths.

His crotch smacked my spanked ass.

“Chief!” I squealed, the flare of stinging heat melting to my cunt.

He pumped away at me. The chief’s ebony rod speared into my bowels, the friction soaking down to my cunt. I groaned at the heat as he buried into my anal sheath again and again. He plowed to the hilt in my asshole.

He grunted, fucking me hard. Fast. He used my cheating asshole. My boobs swayed beneath me as he speared into my bowels again and again. I groaned, clamping my anal sheath down on his thick rod. He hammered me.

“Chief!” I whimpered as he used me.

“That’s right,” he said. “Fuck, whore, that’s it!”

He pounded my asshole hard. I groaned, loving that thick shaft burying into my anal sheath. He stretched me out so well. My toes curled from his hard strokes. I loved what he did to me. He fucked me with passion.

With such force.

I groaned at the heat of his dick slamming into my bowels. I trembled, my boobs swaying beneath me. He fucked me with all that he had. I rose and rose toward my orgasm. I was such a dirty slut. My asshole gripped his dick. I savored the friction.

I whimpered as the burning heat pumped in and out of my bowels. It was an outstanding delight. He buried into my anal sheath again and again. It was such a wonderful sensation. I gripped him, enjoying that delight.

“Oh, my god,” I whimpered. “That’s it. I… I… I’m such a whore!”

I burst into humiliating rapture.

The bliss swept through my body as my asshole spasmed around his cock. Juices gushed down my thighs. I trembled through all that ecstasy. Stars flashed across my vision. He grunted, fucking my convulsing bowels with force.

“Shit, slut!” he growled. “Christina!”

He erupted.

His cock pumped me full of his cum. He used me to unleash his pleasure. I was just his slut. I trembled there, my bowels rippling around his dick. I gripped the sheets, my boobs slapping together. He filled my asshole with his jizz.

“Oh, fuck!” I whimpered, hating myself as I loved this bliss.

He spurted all that cum into my asshole. I trembled here, my bowels rippling around his thick shaft. Every spurt of his jizz made him groan. He gripped my hips as I milked him dry. He erupted one last time into my anal depth.

“Damn, you’re a good fuck, Christina,” he panted as he pulled out of me. His cum trickled out of me. “I want that investigation started on Sheriff Billings.”

I nodded. “I’ll have my best detectives on it. In the morning.”

“Good, good,” he said and pulled out of me. “You can go back to your husband. Unless you want more.” He grinned at me, his big dick twitching. He stroked his cock. “Just suck me clean, and you could ride me.”

I hated being his slave.

I sucked his dick clean like a whore, chained by my lusts and ambitions.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Charles Swartzenburg II

I stood in the courtroom of Judge Alyta Bittal. She was one of my brother’s slaves.

Just like the District Attorney who was prosecuting me. Christian Santiago stood there in his suit as he adjusted his papers. It was the hearing for my plea deal. I stood in a prison orange jumpsuit next to my lawyer, Marcus Lindstrom. He was my slave. I gave him his underage daughter to enjoy.

“Docket number 91810371,” said the judge. “The State of Washington versus Charles Swartzenburg II. I understand that a plea deal has been reached.”

“Yes, your honor,” said the DA.

“We have, your honor,” my lawyer said.

The judge looked at me. “And have you signed this plea deal to attempt aggravated murder knowing that you may face a prison sentence of up to life in prison with the possibility of parole after 25 years?”

“Yes, your honor,” I said.

“And that you were not coerced in any way,” she continued. “That you have made this agreement of your own will?”

“Yes, your honor.”

“And you understand by entering a plea of ‘guilty’, you will lose the right to appeal the conviction.”

“Yes, your honor.”

“You may withdraw your plea at this time with no prejudice to you, and we can schedule a jury trial,” she added. “Do you wish to withdraw your plea?”

“No, your honor.”

“Then I find that you are of sound mind and intelligence, that you understand English and therefore understand the rights you are giving up and the ramifications of pleading guilty.” She nodded. “Then, Mr. Swartzenburg, on our about the 13th of December, did you attempt to murder Lewis Zachary Black and his mother Maria Black?”

“Yes, your honor, I did,” I said. “I tried to kill him, and I am very sorry about that.”

“And in the attempt, did you use a deadly weapon, a gun, in the commission of this crime?”

“I did,” I said.

Then she shifted to the next charge. “Did you knowingly murder Jennifer Lamb?”

“Yes, your honor, I did,” I said. I had sacrificed her to bring my mother back to life, only it had possessed her body with the demon Ashtaroth. The police had tracked the murder to me, and I might as well confess to that one, too. “I murdered her and disposed of her body in the rental home.”

“Then I hereby find you guilty of attempted aggravated murder and murder in the first degree,” she said. “As a convicted felon, you are no longer able to possess any firearm or ammunition.” She handed paperwork over to her clerk. “All the explanations are in these papers.”

The bailiff brought me paperwork. It all seemed so pointless, but this was how the law was supposed to work, I guessed. I gathered up the papers and nodded.

“Sentencing will be in two weeks so the pre-sentencing report can be created,” she said. “Court adjourned.”

In two weeks, I would be off to the Clallam Bay Corrections facility. My brother’s missionaries had been hard at work preparing the maximum security prison for my arrival and creating his loyal army. I gathered up the paperwork as Bubba Ducain came up to me.

He was the corrections officer who was under my power. He took my arm and led me from the courtroom like he would any other criminal. He led me out of the courthouse and to the secured passage that led to the county jail.

The moment I was back in the jail, he took off my handcuffs, saying, “My lord, gonna miss having you here.”

“You’ll still get the same perks,” I said. “Your pick of the female prisoners.”

He grinned at me, so eager to serve me for something as simple as some good pussy. Well, he had earned it. He and the others. They had made my prison stay almost luxurious. I had my reborn mother and my sex slave waiting for me in my cell.

Tonight, I had to do some astral projection.

The one officer at the Clallam Bay Correction Center that my missionaries hadn’t compromised was the warden herself. A female warden at a man’s prison. That was intriguing in its own right. Made my cock ache with the possibilities.

I was returned to my cell, where my mother and Lizzie awaited me.

I was off to a maximum security prison, my own personal kingdom. I would get revenge on my father. That bastard set me to fight his other son to see which of us was the stronger. He lied to me. Manipulated me.

“It is done?” Mother asked me. She was a young woman now, her hair blonde like before, but not quite the same hue. Her boobs were smaller, C’s instead of her magnificent F’s. She was taller, and her face did not quite have the same shape, but…

The gleam in her blue eyes was the same.

That was her soul in a new body. Technically, my niece’s body.

My brother had given her to me to cement our alliance in full. I was no longer using the alliance to get back at him while plotting against our father. I was in this fully. I slid my hands around my mother’s waist.

“Tonight, I have to astral project,” I said as I unzipped my jumpsuit. I pushed it off, revealing my naked body. I was in better shape than when I had entered. I had worked out. Gained muscle. I wasn’t soft. “Make preparations.”

“Mmm, let me join you,” she said.

I arched an eyebrow.

“This isn’t my real body. My soul’s tie to it is not as tenuous as to my original.” She pressed against me, her boobs feeling so good against my chest. My cock throbbed against her naked belly. “Let me help you.”

“Mother,” I groaned and kissed her.

Chapter Five

Charles Swartzenburg II

Mother and my lips melted together.

She felt so wonderful in my arms. My hands gripped her rump. I held her tight to me, my cock throbbing. She moaned, making out with me with such passion. It was a beautiful thing. I was so glad to have this moment with her.

Our tongues danced together. I shuddered as we kissed with such passion. She moaned, her hands sliding down my back to grip my rump. My cock twitched against her stomach. She pulled me toward the bed.

I had a nice bed in my cell.

She pulled me down onto it. I shuddered, eager to slide into her pussy. She trembled beneath me, her lips so soft on mine. They felt so delicious. She squirmed beneath me. I enjoyed the way she stroked her hands up and down my back.

I loved the heat of her touch. She gripped my rump. It was a beautiful thing to have her touching me like that. I groaned, kissing her with such passion. Our lips worked together as my cock nuzzled into her pussy lips.

I slid into my mother’s cunt.

She groaned as I filled her up. Lizzie watched us. I felt her eager quiver beside me as I drew back my cock. Mother groaned beneath me, her round boobs pressing into my chest. I loved the silky grip of her pussy.

I slammed back into her cunt.

I buried into my mother’s pussy.

I pumped away at her, reveling in that wonderful warmth. She held me tight as I plunged into her cunt over and over again. She groaned, her hands sliding down my back. She gripped my rump. She held me tight as I buried into her over and over again.

I fucked her hard.

Fast.

The bed creaked as she moaned into my lips. She broke the kiss, gasping. Her fingernails raked down my back as I drove into her cunt over and over again. I loved the way her cunt clamped down on me. It was a beautiful thing.

I churned up her pussy, the need to cum in my mother built and built with each thrust into her cunt. She squeezed her snatch down on me. I loved it. I rose and rose toward my climax. I would just dump my load into her twat.

“Oh, oh, Charles,” she moaned.

“Mother!” I groaned, reveling in the incestuous heat of her pussy. “I love you!”

“Mmm, yes, yes, we’re going to astral project together,” Mother moaned, her pussy clamping down on my dick. “It’ll be so amazing!”

“It will!” I panted and buried into her snatch deep and hard.

The need to cum in my mother built and built. I wanted to flood her with my spunk. My nuts slapped into her taint as she groaned beneath me. The bed creaked as I fucked her deep and hard. I plowed to the hilt in her twat.

She trembled, her back arching beneath me. Her boobs rubbed against my chest. It was a wonderful treat. Her fingernails raked down my back. Her pussy grew so hot around my dick. I loved how she felt.

“Charles!” Mother squealed.

Her pussy spasmed around my dick.

I smiled, savoring her orgasm washing through her body. I pumped away at her convulsing cunt, the need to erupt into my mother’s twat building and building. I groaned as I plowed to the hilt in her spasming snatch.

“Mother!” I grunted.

Erupted.

I flooded her incestuous pussy with cum. Her pussy rippled around my dick as I trembled atop her. She felt so good. I loved how she nursed at me. Rapture shot through my body with each explosion of cum into her pussy. She convulsed around me, suckling at me.

I kissed her with passion as her twat spasmed wonderfully around my spurting dick. She felt so damned good. We kissed as I filled her to the brim with my cum. I shuddered beneath her, eager to astral walk this evening with her.

That would be wonderful.

She broke the kiss and moaned, “Charles.”

“Mother,” I panted, rubbing my nose against hers. “Tonight, we’ll find this warden and see if we can chain her soul to mine.”

“Yes,” she moaned, her hands sliding up and down my back.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Sable Newport

I smiled as I stared at the four cops that were naked before me, each a delicious and standing at attention, their hands behind their backs, feet spread apart, backs straight to thrust their breasts out before me.

Officer Mindy Olson was first in line, her skin a delicious tan with black hair. She didn’t look terribly Native American, but she was a member of the Puyallup Tribal Police. She was delicious. I ran my riding crop down her cheekbone to her lips.

She kissed it.

Next was Officer Brook Martin, a delicious, Black cop from Tacoma PD. I ran my riding crop over her ebony breasts, the end bruising one of her nipples. She shuddered as I played with it. She breathed, a sweet smile on her lips. She was eager to please.

The third cop was the redheaded Officer Murphy of the University Place Police. Her pale skin would look so vibrant covered in red welts. Her breasts rose and fell as I stood before her. A bead of juice trickled down her thighs from her shaved pussy.

All the cops who served Zach were shaved at my command.

Lastly, there was the blonde and perky Officer Linda Alpert of Fife PD. She was shorter than the others and cute. I ran the tip of my riding crop between her thighs. I rubbed at her pussy folds. She trembled as I did that.

“Our target is Assistant Chief Christina Nelson,” I declared, pulling my riding crop from Officer Lisa’s cunt. “She is one of the four assistant chiefs of the State Patrol. We must find a way to compromise her for Zach.”

“We shall,” said Officer Mindy with such exuberance.

“We’ll get all the dirt on her,” purred Officer Rebecca, her green eyes sparkling.

“Good,” I purred. “If you need warrants, contact Judge Bittal. I want everything we can know about her and her family. Preliminary report by the end of the day.”

“Yes, Mistress!” all four said together.

“Dismissed,” I said.

They turned, and I could not resist smacking pretty Officer Rebecca on her pale ass.

SMACK!

She gasped as she hurried out, the red mark blossoming on her rump. I shuddered in delight at the sight. They were gone from the briefing room. They would find the information that I needed. I turned and marched upstairs.

I found Zach at a computer. He was downloading a picture from a website for the State Supreme Court. He copied that picture into a document with the name, Chief Justice Helen Boatswain. His shoulders looked tense as he worked.

On the bed next to the desk where he worked, Susannah lay on her belly. She hugged her pillow. Her ass was also looking spankable. She was napping, her thighs stained with dried cum. Zach shifted in his chair as he typed up notes.

The beginning of dossiers on the Cult.

SMACK!

My crop smacked down on the rump of the sleeping Susannah. She gasped awake. She trembled, glancing up at me. She groaned at the pain, this languished smile spreading on her lips. She was such a pain slut. A submissive dyke.

“Mmm,” she purred and kept lying there. “That’s wonderful, Mistress Sable.”

Zach turned in his computer chair to face me, naked, his cock thrusting upright. I shuddered and straddled him. I could not resist him. He was the one man who interested me. That excited me. I shuddered as I reached down and gripped his cock.

I squeezed him. I stroked up and down him. He groaned as did that. He smiled at me as I pressed him up into my pussy. I shuddered at that wonderful touch. He grinned at me as I pressed my cuntlips down on his dick.

“Mmm,” I groaned and sank down his cock.

“Shit, shit, shit,” groaned Zach.

“They’re away,” I purred as I sank down and down his dick. “I have four of our cops on it. They will uncover points of attack on the assistant chief.”

“Perfect,” Zach said. “She doesn’t want to be a part of the cult. It sickened her, but I could see she was trapped. The others…”

“We’ll destroy,” Susannah said, anger in her voice. “Destroy them and save the slave-girls they are using and… hurting.”

“Yes,” I moaned, my pussy clamping down on his thick dick. I would never sacrifice one of my submissives. Then how could I play them ever again? They couldn’t whimper in pain if they were gone. “We’ll save them.”

“Yes, we will,” groaned Zach as I slid my cunt up his dick. I reached the pinnacle of him. “Damn, that’s good.”

“So good,” I purred and slid down his dick. I took him to the hilt. “Oh, oh, Zach!”

“Sable,” he moaned, his hands slapping down on my rump.

CRACK! CRACK!

I moaned at the double spanks. The stinging heat prickled to my cunt impaled on his dick. I clamped my pussy down on him and slid up his dick. He groaned as I did that. I rose and rose up him, savoring having all of his dick in me.

I reached the pinnacle of his cock and sank down him again. I gasped as that wonderful dick stretched me out. He felt so good in me. I groaned, riding him with passion. It was beautiful to work my cunt up and down his thick dick.

My pussy melted around him. I loved having all of his thick shaft in me. He groaned, his hands gripping my rump. He held me tight with those strong hands. I moaned, riding him while Susannah watched.

I wanted to have all that cum flooding my snatch.

“Sable,” he groaned. “We’re going to crush them!”

“Let me have some of them to play with,” I moaned. “Like that Boatswain bitch. She perverts justice in our state!”

“Yes, yes, yes,” he groaned. “You can have her.”

I shuddered, my pussy melting around his dick. I shuddered, bouncing on him. I wanted to cum so hard. I just wanted to burst on him. That would be so hot. I groaned, my pussy clamping down on him. I rushed toward my climax.

My clit ground into his pubic bone on every downstroke. I shuddered, loving that delight. I wanted to cum so badly. It excited me to be able to punish these powerful people for their crimes. I burned so hot as I rode Zach, my master.

I plunged my pussy down his big dick and groaned as I slid back up him. His face contorted with delight as I did that. It was so good to see him groaning. I smiled down at him as I worked toward my climax.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I groaned. “We’ll destroy them! Crush them! Yes, yes, yes, Zach!”

“We will,” he growled, his fingers digging into my butt-cheeks.

“Mmm, yes,” cooed Susannah as she watched us, her blonde hair spread over the rumpled sheets.

I plunged my cunt down Zach’s big dick and slid back up him again and again. That wonderful, repetitive motion built and built my orgasm. I swelled toward that moment when I would cum so hard on his dick. I rose and rose toward my climax.

He gripped my rump. He held me tight as I hurtled toward my climax. I wanted to cum so hard on him. My clit burst with sparks. I climbed toward my orgasm each time I rose up his cock. I loved hovering at the pinnacle of his dick before plunging down his cock.

Then I would squeal in delight and cum so hard.

I impaled my twat down his dick. My clit burst into sparks.

“Zach!” I groaned. “Sir!”

My pussy writhed around his dick.

My orgasm swept through me. I bucked on him, reveling in that heat. The waves washed through me. They were incredible. I bucked through so much pleasure. Stars flashed across my vision. I was so happy to have all that pleasure rushing through me. My cunt suckled at his dick, nursing at him.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I groaned. “Cum in me!”

“Flood her, Zach!” whimpered Susannah.

“Yes!” he growled.

Erupted.

My head tossed from side to side as his seed flooded my pussy. He grunted, his fingers digging into my rump. Blast after blast of his jizz pumped into my spasming cunt. I suckled at his spurting dick. I loved having his seed in me.

“Oh, Zach, sir!” I whimpered.

Ecstasy swept through my body. My pussy rippled around his big dick, milking out his cum. The heat of his jizz soaked my womb. My fingers gripped his shoulders as my head tossed. I shuddered on him as I milked him.

He dumped more and more of his cum into my snatch. I shuddered through so much of that bliss. He grunted, flooding me with all that jizz. He filled me to the brim with his spunk. I loved every blast of his seed pumping into my cunt.

“Damn,” he groaned as he fired the last of his cum into me. “Mmm, that’s good.”

“So good,” I moaned in agreement.

His cock twitched in me as he glanced at the bed. Susannah was lying on her belly still, a big smile on her face. I loved the sight of her there. She smiled at me, wiggling her hips. Zach smacked my rump. I gasped and rose off him.

“Bury that face between Susannah’s butt-cheeks,” Zach ordered.

“Yes, sir,” I groaned and moved to the bed.

His cum dripped out of my pussy. My boobs jiggled. She smiled at me, this wicked gleam in her blue eyes. I slid onto the bed, the cum spilling out of my cunt. I licked my lips as I stared at her butt-cheeks. I grabbed them.

Parted them.

She groaned as I buried my face into her butt-crack and licked at her asshole. I rimmed her. I licked at her sour backdoor. The earthy flavor soaked my taste buds. Zach rose from his chair, his cock bobbing.

“Finger her cunt, too,” he growled.

“Yes, yes, finger me, Mistress,” Susannah moaned.

She should be serving me, but Zach was in charge here. I shuddered as he moved behind me and gripped my hips. I slid my fingers up her thighs and found her sloppy snatch. I rimmed her asshole and buried my digits into her cunt.

“Perfect,” Zach growled.

He pressed his cock into my butt-crack. I shuddered, my tongue swirling around in Susannah’s asshole. She moaned, her butt-cheeks gripping my face. My thumb found her pierced clit. I rubbed her bud, making her squeal.

He thrust his cock against my asshole. He drilled against my backdoor. My anal ring burned and burned. I moaned into her sphincter as mine stretched and stretched to take his cock. I shuddered, wiggling my tongue around in her sour hole.

I loved this burning.

It felt so good.

With a growl, he thrust hard.

He popped into my bowels.

I shuddered as he sank into my anal sheath. His big dick stretched me out more and more. I loved it. He penetrated into my depths. I was so happy to have him sliding into my bowels. It was a beautiful thing. He groaned as he bottomed out in me.

I clamped my anal sheath down on him. I wiggled my hips from side to side, stirring my bowels around him. My tongue wiggled around in his sister-wife’s asshole. She moaned in delight as I did that. I savored her sour musk.

“Mistress,” she moaned. “Oh, oh, that’s so nice!”

“Yes, it is,” said Zach. “Such a delight, Sable.”

“Sir,” I groaned into Susannah’s asshole.

He drew back his cock. I moaned, my thumb rubbing at her pierced clit. I massaged her throbbing bud and played with the ring. My fingers thrust in and out of her cunt. At the same time, my bowels melted around his mighty dick.

He nearly popped out of my backdoor before thrusting back into my asshole. I squealed, the heat melting down to my juicy cunt. The cream ran down my legs. I trembled, my boobs jiggling beneath me as he fucked me.

He pounded me hard.

Fast.

He buried into me with all that he had. I loved it. My eyes rolled back in my head as he grunted. He fucked me so hard and fast. I loved it. My bowels gripped his dick. I shuddered as he fucked into me with so much force.

It was a beautiful thing to have him fucking me like that. He plowed into me with force. It was a glorious rush to be ass-fucked by him while fingering my dyke-slave’s cunt. I swirled my tongue around in her asshole.

I loved licking her backdoor like that. It was so good. I churned up her cunt and massaged her pierced bud. She tossed her head, her blonde hair flying. She was such a gorgeous creature with such a tasty asshole.

“Mistress!” she whimpered.

“Yes, yes, make my wife cum, Sable,” grunted Zach.

“Yes, sir,” I cooed.

I plunged my tongue back into her sour asshole. I wiggled around in her, reveling in his thick cock fucking my asshole. My pussy drank in the heat. I trembled, rising toward that wonderful moment when I would cum on him.

His balls slapped me into the taint. They brimmed with his load. I wanted it to flood into me. I shuddered as he fucked deep and hard into my flesh. My bowels melted around him. It was so glorious to have him in me.

“Oh, oh, oh,” Susannah moaned, her pussy clamping down on my digits. “That’s it. Oh, Mistress! You’re so wonderful!”

I massaged her clit with hard strokes. I massaged that pierced bud, wanting to make her cum. I knew she would be soon. She whimpered as I tongued her asshole. My own orgasm built and built. Zach fucked my asshole with so much force.

It was just perfect to have him plowing into me.

I was in heaven with his thrusts. My orgasm built and built. He grunted, fucking me hard. I fingered Susannah’s cunt. My tongue fucked in and out of her sour asshole. I wiggled around in her, my own bowels melting around his cock

I was so close to bursting.

“Yes!” squealed Susannah.

Her butt-cheeks gripped my face while her pussy convulsed around my digits. I licked about in her writhing asshole as she came. My own bowels melted around Zach’s thrusting cock. He hammered my bowels with such force.

“Mistress!” Susannah whimpered. “Yes, yes, I love it!’

“Good,” I moaned into her asshole as Zach plowed into my bowels. “Fuck!”

I came.

My bowels writhed around Zach’s thrusting dick. He fucked my anal sheath with hard strokes. I shivered at the force of his thrusts. It was so good to have him plowing into me like that. The rapture swept out of my cunt. Pussy cream gushed down my thighs.

“Cum in her, Zach!” squealed Susannah.

“Yes,” Zach grunted, burying into my writhing bowels. “Fuck, that’s good!”

He erupted.

I savored all his cum spurting into my anal sheath. It was so good to feel that spunk flooding my bowels. He grunted, dumping his load into me. I tongued his sister-wife’s asshole as he filled me to the brim with his cum.

My bowels suckled at him as he grunted. His balls twitched against my taint. I groaned, sliding my fingers out of the dyke-slut’s cunt. I nuzzled into Susannah’s sweet snatch. I licked up her cream, brushing her clit piercing.

“Mmm, Mistress,” she whimpered.

I savored her cunt cream spilling over my tongue. My asshole milked Zach’s cock. He dumped more and more of his cum into my bowels. It was just such a wonderful moment. I shuddered through my orgasm.

My eyes rolled back in my head as I savored this wonderful delight. My orgasm rushed through me. It was such a wonderful moment. I was so glad for it. I hit that glorious peak. He grunted, pumping all his cum into my asshole.

“Oh, oh, damn,” he groaned.

“Mmm, yes,” I moaned. “It’ll be done, Sir. We’ll find out how to turn the assistant chief against the cult.”

“Good,” he growled and ripped his cock out of my asshole.

“Can I suck your cock clean, Zach?” his slutty sister-wife moaned.

“Of course,” he said in such an indulgent tone. “Sable, talk to my sister. I bet her magic will help you in your mission.”

I sighed even as a pleased rush swept through me. “Yes, Sir.”

I left the room with Susannah greedily swallowing his dick.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Charles Swartzenburg II

It was midnight.

“It’s time,” I said.

Mother smiled at me. “And how are we going to do this?”

“We have to unite,” I said, lying on my back on the cot. “One flesh.”

Mother straddled me and licked her lips in such a seductive way. We would find the warden’s dreams and chain her to me. Then I would have full control of Clallam Bay Correctional Facility. The start of our army to use against Father.

He would pay for pitting my brother and me against each other.

To be continued…

Click here for Part 4.

You can read the next part on SubscribeStar!

Connect with me on MeWe (Facebook but you can post porn)!

Join my discord server!

If you enjoyed the story, support me on Patreon!

I have released a part 43 of the revamped Devil’s Pact on Smashwords. Read this post for more information if you’re interested!