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Chapter Seventeen

Kylie Brenthart

I nodded at the orders that Zach gave me.

I was a shade bound to him. He had rescued me from the grasp of Ba’al when I died. I was spared his torment. Instead, I found refuge with all the other souls contained in him. The cult of women who died along with the strong FBI Agents. Masculine men that protected us even as Zach did.

And we had rewards.

Pleasure.

Love.

With the other women and the men. It was a wonderful existence. I didn’t suffer, but others did. The other slave girls who were still held in the cult, like Rose. I slid through the floor of the Governor’s bedroom where my Master lay bound beside the sleeping bitch.

I could phase through the floors because I was spirit. I was sent to Rose to protect her. I found her waiting downstairs, that hopeless look on her face. That fear that her life could be snuffed out at a moment’s notice. She had to hide it to serve.

I hugged her from behind.

She stiffened. “What?”

She looked around, but she couldn’t see me. That was okay.

“I’m here,” I whispered into her ear. “It’s me, Kylie.”

“Kylie…” Rose trembled in my arms. She lowered her head. She was fighting not to cry.

“It’s okay,” I continued. “Don’t weep for me. Zach saved my soul. He kept me from suffering. And he’s going to save you from your suffering.”

Rose shook her head.

“He will save you,” I told her. “Save us all. He promises.”

I believed him.

Zach sent me to watch over not just Rose, but the others. I was here to protect her and to wait to act when the time came. I knew it was coming. He would take down the cult. I had full faith in him. So I hugged Rose as she trembled.

Zach would banish all her tears.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

I had to fucking pee all night long.

Finally, come morning, did that bitch set me free. I feigned my gratitude and tried not to run to the bathroom, but, shit, I had to pee. She sent me home with a smile on her face.

“When can I see you again?” I whined like a fucking simp.

“Soon,” Governor Christine Locke promised. The delight in her eyes was palpable. She loved that I was “addicted” to her.

I sighed, looking disappointed.

“Mmm, you’ll enjoy me again,” she purred, her finger sliding down my cheek. “Now, I have to get ready for meetings. I need to go through candidates.”

“You’ll let me know who you’re thinking about for the new sheriff?” I asked.

“Maybe,” she purred, winking at me.

And, with that, I was freed.

My cops didn’t ask questions, though I could tell they were concerned. So was Ms. Denise. She looked good for someone who had slept in the limo with Detective Carson. She was in the back with me, naked and looking fresh.

I just lay my head on her thighs and closed my eyes.

I dozed.

I was fucking tired.

That night was rough, but I made it through the night. The Governor thought I was her boytoy. That I needed her, but she was the one who craved my cock. Kylie was in place to watch over the slave girls and spy.

Before I knew it, I was back at the house. I climbed out to find Susannah and Mom waiting for me. They both rushed to me and threw their arms around me. I held them both to me, breathing slowly. I was so glad to have them here, but…

“I need a shower and breakfast,” I groaned. “And Sable and Moira. I need a report.”

“It’s done,” Sable said as she strode in behind me. “Assistant Chief Christina Teller is on our side. She’s eager for it. She’s been bound by truth. She wants to meet you later today.”

I nodded. “You and my sister deserve a reward.”

“That’s right!” Moira squealed.

I took them to the shower with me. Sable and Moira were both so delicious. Sable had this eagerness in her eyes. She used to be so against doing anything with men, and now she was addicted to my cock.

The shower hissed on. It was a large one. Easily able to fit the three of us in there.

“I’ll lay out clean clothes and have breakfast started,” Susannah said. “Don’t wear him out. He needs some rest. I can tell he didn’t sleep much.”

“She’s such a wife,” Moira cooed, and she started soaping up her breasts. She had nice and perky ones since having our son.

“Yes, she is,” cooed Sable as she did the same, the suds gleaming on the gold rings threaded through her nipples. “Mmm, you had a night. I see the restraints.”

“Tied to a fucking bed while she slept next to me,” I growled. “Like I was her body pillow.”

“A living dakimakura!” Moira squealed. “I have a few friends that have hot anime boys on their body pillows.”

“I’d prefer hot anime girls,” said Sable even as she pressed her soapy tits against me.

“Mmm, but hot anime boys are fun, too,” Moira said, pressing into my other side. “You’d make such a pretty anime boy, Zach.”

I grunted, not happy about it.

“He needs to be manly,” groaned Sable, rubbing her tits against my right side.

“Oh, yes,” whimpered my sister as she did the same on the other side of me.

I just groaned, letting them slide their tits over my body. The spray felt wonderful on me. I had endured the night. The governor was lulled into thinking she had won. That I would just roll over and take it.

My dick was hard. I could not wait to collar that bitch. To fuck her and make her my toy. To walk her like a dog.

“He’s thinking something naughty,” Moira whispered. “His cock is twitching.”

“He’s plotting his revenge on the governor,” Sable cooed.

“Her punishment,” I growled.

“Isn’t that my department?” moaned Sable as she rubbed her soapy tits over my back, her nipples poking into my flesh.

“Not this time,” I said, my anger boiling.

“Mmm,” Sable purred, holding me from behind.

My twin sister dropped to her knees before me. I groaned as she engulfed my cock. She suckled on me. I savored the warmth of her mouth as the shower sprayed my chest. Sable just held me, hugging me, and resting her cheek on my back.

“You weren’t worried about me, were you, Sable?” I asked with wry amusement.

“Worried about all the fun I’ll have in the future if you’re dead,” she said, holding me tighter.

Moira popped her mouth off my cock and moaned, “She loves you as much as me. She’s such a tsundere!”

I groaned as my twin sister engulfed my cock. Sable just hugged me tighter and muttered something under her breath. She was a tsundere. Pretending not to love when she did so fiercely. A prickly woman.

I savored being in her embrace as that hot mouth slid up and down my cock. My twin sister suckled on me with such a fierceness. The need to cum built and built in my cock. I groaned, savoring that wonderful passion.

“Damn, damn, damn,” I groaned.

Moira purred around my cock. Her tongue danced about me. I closed my eyes, just savoring this moment. Her hot mouth worked up and down my dick. She blew me with all that she had. It was just so good. I rushed toward my climax.

My twin sister knew how to blow me. Her tongue danced around the crown of my cock. She teased me. I slid my fingers through her wet hair. I gripped a fistful as I moaned my pleasure. Sable’s hands stroked over my chest.

“Cum in the little slut’s mouth,” moaned Sable.

Moira suckled hard in agreement.

My nuts tightened. The pressure rose toward the tip of my dick. My twin sister’s tongue stroked around the crown of my dick. I clenched my hands into fists as I loved this moment. It was amazing. I would just erupt into her mouth.

She suckled and slurped on me. It was just a magical moment. I loved every inch of that hot mouth nursing on me. The incestuous thrill of my twin sister being on her knees swept through me. I arched my back into Sable’s tits.

“Fuck!” I roared.

Erupted.

My cum spurted into my twin sister’s mouth. She moaned in delight, gulping down my spunk. She swallowed it all with such passion. I erupted again and again, savoring the rapture shooting through my body.

She gulped down blast after blast of my spunk. It was just so good. I savored filling her mouth up with my spunk. She swallowed so much of it. She groaned as I filled her mouth with my spunk. The pleasure slammed through me.

“Yes!” I growled.

Moira suckled out all my cum.

She nursed hard on me as I dumped the jizz into her mouth. I panted, savoring that rush of flavor. Sable leaned in and licked my ear. She nibbled on it. I groaned, loving that moment. Moira suckled on my cock for a moment longer.

She popped her mouth off my dick and purred, “Yummy! I love starting my day with some protein!”

I grinned at her and turned around in Sable’s embrace. She gasped as I pinned her against the wall, the shower spraying on my back. Her supple thighs went around my waist. My dick nuzzled into her cunt.

I buried into her pussy.

“Yes!” she gasped. “Oh, oh, yes, sir, fuck me!”

I kissed her.

Our lips melted together as my cock pumped away at her hot pussy. Moira hugged me from behind as I buried my dick into Sable’s cunt. I fucked her deep and hard, loving the warmth of her cunt around my dick.

I was home.

I hammered her with force. I plowed into her with all that I had. I loved the way that she squeezed her snatch down on me. She held me tight as I fucked into her cunt with all that I had. The pressure built and built in my nuts.

I moaned into her lips. She kissed me back with such passion. My twin held me, purring happily as I fucked Sable’s cunt. That tight pussy gripped me. The pressure built and built at the tip of my cock. It felt spectacular.

I thrust in and out of her cunt. I fucked her with such force, reveling in the way she gripped me. She held me tight in her cunt. It was just magical. I savored burying into her snatch again and again. She moaned, clamping her pussy down on me.

It was beautiful to have her doing that. She moaned and gasped as I fucked her with force. I plowed into her with all that I had. I loved thrusting into her. She whimpered, her breast pressing into my chest.

“Keep fucking me!” she moaned. “Please, please, keep fucking me!”

I fucked her.

Hard.

I pounded her twat with all that I had. I loved burying into her with everything. She moaned, her pussy clamping down on me. It was just such a great treat to fuck her like this. She whimpered in delight, her twat massaging my rod.

I fucked her good and hard. I pounded her with all that I had. She moaned in delight as I did that. It was just a beautiful thing. My sister held me tight as my nuts tightened with the need to cum in her. I buried to the hilt in her snatch.

“Oh, oh, oh!” Sable moaned. “Please, please, please, that’s good. That’s so good.”

“So fucking good!” I growled, hammering her snatch with force. “Damn, I love it!”

I pumped in and out of her cunt. I fucked her deep and hard. It was just a delicious treat to bury into her snatch. She squeezed down on me. I kissed at her neck, sucking on her flesh. I felt so rejuvenated by fucking her twat hard.

“You big-dick fucker!” she moaned. “I’m yours! Oh, oh, Zach, I’m fucking yours.”

“Mmm,” cooed Moira as she hugged me.

I slammed into her twat with hard strokes. I buried to the hilt in her again and again. I fucked her hard and fast. She squeezed down on me. I loved it. I suckled on her neck, wanting to leave a hickey on her pale flesh.

“Shit!” she gasped. “Zach! Zach! Yes!”

Her pussy went wild around my dick.

I loved her cunt spasming about me. She felt so spectacular. I enjoyed every last second of fucking her. I buried to the hilt in her snatch. It was wild to have her cunt around me. She squeezed about me with that hot flesh.

“Please, please, don’t stop!” she moaned. “That’s it! That’s so good!”

“Yes!” I growled.

“Cum like a slut!” Moira gasped.

I buried into Sable’s pussy. She gasped, her cunt going wild around me. She bucked in my arms, moaning with delight. I suckled on her neck as I fucked that spasming snatch. I loved how she rippled around me.

I plowed to the hilt in her, growling as I erupted.

My cum spurted into her pussy. She squealed out as my cunt rippled around her. I loved the way she spasmed about me. It was a beautiful thing. She groaned, her cunt writhing around my dick. She suckled at my erupting dick.

I filled her up with my cum.

I growled with each eruption, savoring her silky snatch spasming about my shaft. She suckled out my cum. My nuts twitched as they emptied my seed into her twat. Moira purred behind me, hugging me so tightly.

They had done well.

“Zach,” my sister groaned. “Oh, oh, Zach.”

“Yes,” I growled, savoring that hot cunt around my dick.

I spurted the last of my cum into her pussy. I savored that delight. It was a beautiful thing. I groaned as I felt that hot twat rippling around me. She suckled at me as I dumped all that I had into her twat. It was just a perfect moment.

“She wants to meet,” Sable said. “Chief Teller. She wants to meet you. Today.”

“When and where?” I asked.

Chapter Eighteen

Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

With some skulduggery to get me out of the house unseen, I ended up in the quiet Rose Cafe.

Chief Teller waited, a black-haired woman with a serious expression. She wore civilian clothes, though the fact she drove a white SUV with the Washington State Patrol logo on its door sort of defeated the point.

Several of my cops were already enjoying lunch in the place, wearing plain clothes. They had the tables around us. Teller stared at me with hope in her eyes as I came up to her. I wore jeans and a T-shirt. I hadn’t dressed this casually in a while.

“Chief Teller,” I said.

She glanced around.

“They’re mine,” I said. “We can talk freely here.”

She nodded. “I’ve already been bound by your sister’s spells, but… I just… You set me free, and I’ll serve you. You destroy that disgusting cult, and I will be your slave. I swear it, Zach.”

I nodded. She was an attractive woman, but part of our deal was not to use her for sex.

I had plenty of women for that, anyway.

“We’re going to kill Chief Cantwell,” I said. “You’ll naturally be put in his place.”

She closed her eyes and shuddered. Her head bowed as the emotion swept through her. I swallowed at the intensity of it. She was more emotional than I thought she was going to be. She sniffled and wiped her eyes.

“Okay,” she said, nodding.

“That simple?” I asked.

“I hate the fucker,” she growled. “I have dreamed of him dying. Of never being touched by him ever again. I want to dance on his grave.”

I smiled. “You’ll get the chance.” I leaned back in my chair. “Does he take medicine?”

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Assistant Chief Christina Teller

This was the last time.

He rolled off me and groaned. He had summoned me to his house, of course. He wanted to fuck me in his bed. His cum spilled out of me. I wanted to wash myself. He was already starting to doze. I was surprised he didn’t want to fuck me in the ass.

Well, that probably would come.

I rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom. I grabbed my overnight bag and went inside. I lifted the toilet seat and sat on it. His pill containers were by the sink like always. He had high blood pressure. I started peeing as I opened the container for tomorrow.

I pulled out the blood pressure pill and dropped it into the toilet between my legs. I reached and opened the side of my overnight bag. I pulled out the drug that I was given. It would look like he died of a heart attack.

It happened.

I set the pill inside, closed the container, and replaced it on the counter. I slipped the plastic baggie back into my container. His cum dripped out of me now. I grabbed the nightie I had in there and pulled it on. I drew it over my body, shuddering at the feel of the silk.

I lowered the lid and flushed.

I returned to the bathroom. He grinned at me, his dick so hard. “Love that nightie.”

“I know,” I purred.

“I want that ass before I send you back to that hubby,” he said.

I nodded and came to the bed. The last time.

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Governor Christine Locke

How I missed that big dick.

I lay beside my snoring husband, aching for Zach to fuck me. I wanted his thick cock in me. He had the best shaft in the world. No one pounded me like he did. I wanted to call him right now. In the middle of the night.

Just last night, I had him all to myself. Tied up. Helpless. He was such a good boy. He’d accept my choice for sheriff. He understood who ruled. My cunt burned so hot as I thought about it. I needed to be fucked by someone.

One of my bodyguards would be perfect.

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Charles Swartzenburg II

I stepped into the back of the transport with Mom and Lizzie.

Bubba Ducain closed the back, saying, “Good luck, boss.”

I nodded.

I was off to Clallam Bay Correctional Facilities. I already owned the warden and all the guards. The prisoners were being ministered to by the missionaries. An army. The former sheriff, Todd Billings, would have my old cell. His daughters were already with him.

My brother remembered his promises.

I smiled. The governor was going to be in for a rude awakening. She thought she was in power, but she would find out that my brother was drawing a noose about her.

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Assistant Chief Christina Teller

“He’s not in yet?” I asked in surprise when I went up to brief Chief Cantwell on the Billings investigation.

“No,” his secretary said. “And he’s not answering his phone.” She glared up at me. “Maybe you know something about it.”

“He was healthy when I last saw him,” I said and frowned. “He’s not answering his phone?”

She shook her head, looking worried.

“I’ll send a patrol over to his house,” I said. According to Sable, the moment he took the pill, he would have a heart attack. They would find him dead in his bathroom. Last night was the last time. “I’m sure it’s nothing.”

The secretary nodded as I headed to my office.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

Sable opened the door to my office and said, “It just went out over the police scanner. Chief Cantwell was found dead in his bathroom.”

I smiled and nodded. Now, how long before the governor called?

Her pussy must be dripping wet, and with the death of one of her lieutenants, she would be stressed. She would need to be fucked by me. To show that she was in charge. Bit by bit, she would be dependent on me.

I didn’t have to wait long for the call.

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