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Chapter One

Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

I had Alanna with me as I rode in the back of the altar. She was in her maid’s uniform, a delicious girl of fourteen. She had a short, black skirt with ruffled, white petticoats beneath. Her top was a corset cupping her round breasts. Her brown hair was held back by her maid cap from her fresh face.

I wore my charcoal-gray suit, sewn for me by my genie, enchanted so people would be predisposed to believe me and support me. It was important as I made my speeches, though I wasn’t making one today.

Today, I was meeting with my high priestess. She led the Cult of Zach and the Angel Nisha. I was the prophet for the “Angel Nisha,” and Mrs. Fillmore was their leader. So it felt appropriate to bring her daughter along, who had been serving as a maid for months at the manor.

“Alanna,” I said, unzipping my pants. “We do have time.”

A smile flashed on her lips.

“So eager to love you,” Nisha purred. My thought form sat at my side, birthed by my will. She advised me. She had been invaluable in dealing with the governor, helping me to craft the plan—and the act that I had to perform—to make the governor obsessed with me.

The Cult of Baal Zaphon had to be destroyed.

Alanna rose as the limousine pulled away from the mansion. The cop cars were escorting us, my guard ready in case something happened. I would know if the State Troopers, controlled by the governor, moved against me thanks to my newest follower.

Assistant Chief Christina Nelson had sided with me. She had planted the poisoned medication that killed the previous chief, a man who used her as a cum-dumpster while promising her power in the cult. She wanted out.

I gave her the path.

Now I just hoped she would be made the acting chief.

Alanna straddled me. She reached down and gripped my cock. Her cheeks dimpled with her smile. Such a radiant sight. I was so glad to have her pressing my cock into her cunt. She shuddered in delight as she rubbed me up and down.

“Oh, oh, Master,” she moaned.

She sank down my dick, gasping in delight as she slid down and down me. I groaned, savoring that cunt devouring my rod. She took me to the hilt. I loved having her in me. She gripped my rod with her hot shaft, smiling at me.

“That’s perfect, Alanna,” I said. “Your mother will be proud of your faithful service.”

“She is proud,” she said. “I am, too. It’s important work. We’re going to save those poor girls the cult uses and abuses.”

The runway girls the cult snatched up to use as sluts and human sacrifices.

“We’ll save them,” I said. I had already put a spiritual guard with them, the last girl to be sacrificed. I saved her soul from being devoured by Baal.

Something good I had done.

Alanna smiled at me as she worked that hot pussy up and down my dick. I groaned at the warmth of her cunt. I was thrilled to feel her cunt sliding up and down my dick. She gripped my cock with that hot flesh, massaging me.

She moaned, her head tossing. Her small breast jiggled in her corset-like top, a bit of lace outlining the edge of her cleavage. I yanked down on the fabric, her breasts spilling out. Red nipples topped her perky boobs. They jiggled as she rode me.

“Mmm, such succulent nipples, Nisha purred.

I smiled and nodded.

Alanna rode me faster, her pleasure building. So was mine. The pressure swelled to the tip of my cock. I could not wait to make her cum. That would be an incredible delight. I wanted to erupt into her snatch. Just fill her with spunk.

Every inch of her cunt massaging my dick brought me closer and closer to cumming. I wanted to erupt into that hot cunt. Her moans echoed through the limo. I loved that juicy snatch massaging me. She drove me wild with that cunt. I groaned, the pressure building and building at the tip of my dick. She would make me cum. I would flood her with so much cum.

“Damn, that’s it, Alanna,” I groaned.

“Oh, oh, Master!” She tossed her head. “May I cum?”

“Yes!” I groaned. “You can always cum! I’m not Sable!”

“Right, right,” she moaned. “Oh, Master! I love you! I love being yours!”

“Such a beautiful thing to say,” Nisha cooed. “Such honesty.”

I groaned in agreement. I knew my sluts all loved me. I savored her cunt sliding up and down my dick. She gripped me with that hot flesh. It was a magnificent thing. I loved her massaging me. I would just cum in her. Dump all my load into her snatch.

She gasped and moaned, riding me fast and hard. She plunged down me, her eyes rolling back in her head. I knew she was close to brushing. I ached to feel her convulsing around me. I wanted to fill her up with my cum.

“Master!” she squealed. “Yes!”

Her pussy spasmed around me.

I savored the way her cunt celebrated her passion. It was just so good to feel her rippling around me. She suckled at me with that wonderful heat. I rushed toward the moment when I would cum. She moaned, crying out for my cum

For her reward.

“Yes, yes, reward her, Zach,” Nisha purred, her dusky tits jiggling.

“Fuck!” I roared.

I erupted into Alanna’s cunt.

I spurted my cum into her pussy, loving this pleasure slamming through me. Ecstasy crashed into my mind with each eruption of cum that fired into her spasming snatch. I flooded her with all that I had, savoring this glorious moment.

“Yes, yes, thank you, Master!” she gasped.

I smiled from ear to ear as I dumped my load into her cunt. She trembled as I filled her to the brim with all that spunk. It was just a glorious moment. I loved the way she suckled about me. It was fantastic to fill her up with my seed.

“Damn,” I moaned, spurting the last of my cum into her twat. “Damn, that’s good.”

She beamed at me. “I made you feel amazing, Master! Ooh, ooh, I did my duty!”

“Yes, you did,” I groaned.

“And just in time,” said Ms. Denise. “We’re here.”

We pulled into the church where my cult worshiped. It was on the surface the United Presbyterian Church helmet by Reverend Douglas Augustine, my future father-in-law and the man routinely cucked by me and my brother, Charles.

And, originally, by my father.

He was a good cuck, and he was supportive of all this, following his wife into sin.

Of course, he didn’t lead my cult. That was Mrs. Fillmore. She arranged for the young people to join. It was made up of couples, young men married to young women. They were missionaries, the young women using their bodies to win new converts. They were working on the prisons of Washington State.

They had already been highly successful in the Clallam Bay Correction Center, preparing it for my brother to take over.

Now, I needed the missionaries for a new mission.

Alanna slid her cunt off my cock as Ms. Denise opened the door. The sexy chauffeur wore her low-cut blouse and tight miniskirt, her black cap perched on her head. She had a blonde ponytail and a block bow tie about her throat like a choker.

“Master,” she purred as I followed Alanna out. “Just going to go in with your cock out.”

“Why not?” I said.

She grinned at me and ran her finger along it. “I hope you’ll reward me, too.”

“Later,” I promised.

“Yes, Master,” she groaned.

The cops were already moving to secure the entrances to the church as I headed inside, Alanna holding the door open. She lifted her skirts, some of my cum dripping down her thighs to the tops of her white thigh-high stockings.

I swept inside. There was a small devotional going on. The dozen or so missionary couples were engaged in passion. They would be swapping wives, keeping it communal. They were all gasping and moaning as I walked through them.

Mrs. Fillmore waited at the altar, her husband nearby. They were both naked, though she wore a white stole around her neck that draped over her big breasts. She threw her arms wide, grinning at him. Her belly was round with her pregnancy.

I was probably the father.

“Prophet,” she purred. “Does the Angel have a new task?”

“Yes, she does,” I said, smiling at her. “First, though, your daughter has a pussy that must be cleansed of cum.”

Mrs. Fillmore licked her lips. “Alanna, dear, hop on the altar.”

“Yes, Mommy,” the girl cooed. She hopped onto the altar and smiled at her father. He watched, his eyes burning hot. “Hi, Daddy. Master used me!”

“Good, good,” he said.

“Mmm, the prophet’s cum has blessed you,” moaned Mrs. Fillmore as she sank to her knees awkwardly. “What a treat for us to enjoy.”

I smiled as she buried her face into her daughter’s pussy and started licking. That was a wonderful sight. She feasted on the girl’s cunt, licking at her with hunger. I stared at the MILF’s ass wiggling back and forth.

I dropped to my knees and pressed my cock into her butt-crack. I slid down to her anal ring, shuddering at the feel of her anal ring. I slid my arms around her waist and held her swollen belly. There was something special about fucking a pregnant woman.

“Prophet,” moaned Mrs. Fillmore into her daughter’s sloppy snatch.

“Ooh, ooh, lick my clean, Mommy!” groaned Alanna.

I drilled against that tight asshole. Moans and gasps and squeals of the orgy behind me echoed through the church. I held Mrs. Fillmore’s pregnant belly as her backdoor surrendered to my cock. Lubed by her daughter’s juices, I popped into her bowels.

She groaned as I sank into the velvety heaven of her bowels. It was just wonderful to be in her. I slid deeper and deeper into her anal sheath. I was so glad to be in her. She clamped her asshole down on my thick rod.

“Oh, yes!” she moaned. “Praise the Angel Nisha!”

“Praise her!” Mr. Fillmore groaned.

“Yes, yes, praise me,” Nisha said with irony, rolling her eyes nearby.

I smiled and drew back my cock. I loved that hot asshole gripping my rod. Mrs. Fillmore massaged my dick with her anal sheath. I loved that velvety heat around my dick. I slammed back into her bowels, her butt-cheeks jiggling.

I ass-fucked the pregnant MILF. I plunged into her bowels again and again as she feasted on her daughter’s sloppy snatch. She licked my cum out of Alanna’s cunt. I loved the incestuous passion as I fucked away at that tight anal sheath.

“Oh, that’s it, Mommy!” Alanna moaned. “Lick me clean!”

“Every drop,” I groaned, slamming into the pregnant woman’s asshole.

“Yes, yes, prophet!” Mrs. Fillmore squealed, clamping her velvety bowels down on my dick.

I loved that wonderful grip on my cock. It felt so damned good as I fucked her. I pounded into her anal sheath over and over again, reveling in this passion. I slammed deep and hard into her. I groaned, savoring that heat.

My nuts slapped into her taint. It was just so good to fuck her. I loved her anal sheath gripping my rod. I fucked her deep and hard. It was just beautiful. She groaned in delight, her hips wiggling back and forth. I loved the feel of her around me.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. “That’s so good! Ooh, ooh, fuck me!”

I fucked her deep and hard. I plowed into her anal sheath with all that I had, loving the way she gripped me. I held her pregnant belly as her daughter threw back her head. The nubile Alanna gasped out with their passion.

She would have a huge climax. I could not wait for her to drown her mother in all her incestuous cream. It would be so hot to watch. I buried into her mother’s anal sheath, the orgy writhing behind me. The passion echoed through the church.

“Yes,” groaned Mr. Fillmore as he watched. “Take his cock, Annette!”

“I am!” she whimpered, her anal sheath gripping my dick. She held me tight as I fucked into that wonderful asshole. “Oh, oh, that’s so good!”

I fucked her deep and hard, burying into her bowels with all that I had. It was just a beautiful thing. She wiggled her hips back and forth, massaging me with her anal sheath. I was so glad for this moment. She gasped out her delight.

So did her daughter. Alanna tossed her head, her boobs jiggling, the lace of her corset brushing her nipples. She looked so sexy as I buggered her pregnant mother. I slammed to the hilt in the priestess’s velvety bowels.

“Yes!” she squealed and came.

Her anal sheath writhed around my dick. She squealed as she rippled around me. It was just an incredible rush to feel her writhing around me. She drove me wild with that wonderful asshole. It was a beautiful thing to feel.

“Ooh, ooh, yes, Mommy!” squealed Alanna.

She tossed her head, her pussy juices gushing out. She groaned, a big smile spreading on her lips. It was just such a beautiful thing to see as she drowned her mother. I fucked into that spasming asshole, the pressure in my balls swelling to the bursting point.

“Yes, yes, drown her, slut,” I growled. “Oh, this makes the Angel Nisha happy.”

“I’m happy when you are,” Nisha said as I buried into that spasming asshole.

“So fucking happy!” I roared and came.

Cheers shouted through the church as I dumped my load into the pregnant woman’s asshole. Her anal sheath rippled around me. I held her swollen belly, enjoying this moment. She felt so good about me. I loved dumping my load into her anal sheath. I filled her to the brim with my spunk.

I groaned, spurting every last blast of spunk I had into her asshole. She milked me, whimpering into her daughter’s pussy. I grunted, pumping all my cum into that asshole. The pleasure slammed through me.

“Fuck,” I groaned and erupted into her anal sheath a final time. “Damn, Mrs. Fillmore.”

“Oh, oh, thank you, prophet,” she moaned.

I ripped my cock out of her asshole and smiled, my dick bobbing before me.

Alanna licked her lips and hopped off the altar. She darted around her mother, dropped to her knees, and engulfed my dirty dick. I smiled from ear to ear as she worked her mouth up and down my dick. She suckled on me with such passion.

“I want the missionaries to start inducting members of the State Patrol into the worship,” I said. “Find them at the cop bars. I’ll soon have information mined from the metadata of all the troopers in Western Washington. There are four patrols. Tacoma is our first priority since they cover both here and Olympia. Then we’ll want to hit Bellevue, Marysville, and Bremerton. The other four patrols across the mountains can wait until we have them.”

“Of course,” said the high priestess. “I can’t wait to spread the faith. Our missionaries’ pussies will take cock.”

“There will be female troopers,” I said, savoring Alanna’s bobbing mouth. “So our male missionaries can have some fun, too. Tag team them with their wives instead of just watching.”

“How exciting,” she purred, licking her lips. “It will be done. We will not fail the Angel Nisha, prophet.”

“I know you won’t,” I groaned, the pressure building at the tip of my cock. “Damn, your daughter’s such a good cocksucker.”

“We’re very proud of her,” Mr. Fillmore said, moving up to his pregnant wife.

I smiled at them, loving that wonderful mouth sucking on my dick. She blew me with passion, her maid cap perched on her head. She was just such a darling as she polished my dick clean of her mother’s asshole.

I enjoyed that hungry slut suckling on me with all that she had. It was just a powerful moment. I groaned, reveling in this moment. It was amazing. I groaned, savoring how she blew me with all that she had. I would dump my load into her mouth.

“Fuck, that’s great,” I groaned. “Shit, shit, keep sucking, slut!”

“Yes, yes, be a good slut, honey, and make the prophet cum,” her father said as he moved behind his wife. Was he going to fuck her sloppy asshole?

I smiled as Mrs. Fillmore said, “Yes, yes, love the prophet for he has blessed us.” She held her pregnant belly. “Oh, Oh, Eric, yes, enjoy my blessed asshole.”

She shuddered as her husband popped into her cum-filled asshole. I hoped he enjoyed how I lubed her up. I savored his little girl blowing me. She suckled on me with such passion, nursing with all her might.

My nuts tightened as that hottie suckled on me. She worked her mouth up and down my dick. It was just a wonderful moment to have her blowing me. I would spurt my cum into her mouth. I wanted to just flood her with every drop of spunk that I had.

She moaned, sucking on me with that passion. It was so good to have her doing that. I loved every last second of her working her mouth up and down my dick. She swirled her tongue around me, polishing my pole clean of her mother’s asshole.

“Oh, oh, yes,” whimpered Mrs. Fillmore, her husband squeezing her big breasts as he ass-fucked her. She trembled, her hands holding her belly. “Oh, yes, enjoy my blessed asshole!”

“Enjoying it!” he grunted.

The pressure surged to the tip of my dick. I savored that building delight. Alanna ran her tongue around the crown of my cock. The pleasure shot down my shaft. My balls brimmed with cum. I wanted to erupt into her mouth.

The ache swelled, her tongue stroking around my dick. I shuddered, savoring that wonderful moment. I was so close. So near to bursting. I loved that hot mouth suckling on me. She blew me with all that she had.

“Shit, shit,” I groaned. “That’s good!”

“Oh, oh, make him cum,” groaned Mrs. Fillmore.

“Yes!” the husband added, fucking his wife’s sloppy asshole. “Oh, honey, make the prophet cum!”

Alanna suckled hard, her cute cheeks hollowing. The passion in her eyes burned hot as she brought me to the moment of cumming. This was it. Her tongue swirled around my dick. The pleasure shot through me.

She brought me closer and closer to cumming. I loved that hungry mouth nursing on me. The pressure rose and rose to the tip of my dick. The naughty maid stared up at me, eager for my cum. I groaned. Her tongue danced around the crown of my dick.

“Fuck!” I roared.

Exploded.

My cum spurted into her mouth. The rapture slammed through me as I dumped my load into her. I loved the pleasure slamming through me. She gulped down my cum, swallowing blast after blast of my jizz. It was incredible.

Stars flashed across my vision. It was a wild moment. I loved every second of dumping this load into her mouth. She groaned, swallowing down all the spunk that I had. I smiled from ear to ear, savoring this pleasure.

“Goddamn,” I groaned.

“Mmm, delicious,” Nisha purred, watching from the altar now.

I smiled at her as I spurted the last of my cum into Alanna’s mouth. She kept nursing on me, wanting to get out every last—

My phone rang in my pocket. I just had my cock thrusting out my fly, so…

“Shit!” I groaned and shoved my hand in. That ringtone meant one woman. “EVERYONE BE QUIET!”

Mr. Fillmore stopped fucking his wife. She panted and slapped hands over her mouth. The slut sucking on my dick froze. The gasps and groans from the worshipers stopped. I swiped the screen, taking in a deep breath.

The Governor of Washington State was calling. She must have learned the news.

Chapter Two

Governor Christine Locke

I burned for Zach’s cock.

That submissive boy had such a mighty dick. My pussy worshiped him. I was eating an early lunch, just a bowl of soup. I had a fundraiser in an hour, a later lunch. I wanted to have something in me. I was enjoying it when my phone rang.

“Yes?” I asked when I picked up.

“It’s Assistant Chief Nelson,” my secretary said. “She says it’s very urgent.”

“Okay,” I said. “Put her through.” There was a click. “Did you find out something on Zach’s—”

“Chief Cartwell is dead,” she said, her words blunt.

I blinked. “I’m sorry, say that again.”

“Chief Cartwell is dead,” said the assisting chief. “I’m in his house right now. They’re taking him out in a body bag.”

“What happened?” I asked. The head of the State Troopers had just died. One of my supporters. Of course, Nelson was in the cult. She attended the last sacrifice. She was also Chief Cartwell’s personal slut. The Black man loved bending the married woman over and making her squeal.

I had watched him do it.

“He didn’t show up to the office and was not answering his phone,” said the assistant chief. “We sent over some officers for a welfare check. His car was in the driveway. They forced entry when he did not answer. They found him lying on the floor of his bathroom. Looks like a heart attack, but we’re not sure. He’s off to the coroner’s, but so far, there’s no sign of foul play.”

This had come off just after I had taken out the Pierce County Sheriff—Todd Billings was alive but in jail for molesting his underage daughters. “Have a witch make sure there was no black magic.”

“I will,” she said.

There were a few witches in the State Troopers, low-level members of the cult.

“You’re in charge,” I said. “I’ll have to make an announcement.” I shuddered. I needed Zach. This was turning into a stressful day. “Yes, yes, you’re acting chief. I’m sure you’ll pass through the review board, and it’ll become permanent.”

“I am here to serve,” she purred, but I could hear the excitement in her voice. She had sold her soul for power. Ba’al Zaphon had provided.

The line went dead, and I called another number. The phone rang several times before my delicious boytoy answered, “Madam Governor?”

My pussy melted at the sound of his voice. Learning Chief Cartwell was dead was a shock, but he would make it all better. I licked my lips, not wanting to sound needy. He was my boytoy. I owned his cock.

“I need you to come to the governor’s mansion,” I purred. “I want you at a press conference on public safety.”

“I thought I was going to your fundraiser,” he said.

“It’s canceled,” I said. “Something has come up. Be here in thirty minutes.”

“Of course, Madam Governor,” he said, his voice subservient. “I’m on my way.”

The line went dead. I groaned and shuddered, aching for his cock. I needed to be fucked. I could have Trooper Carlson or Trooper Banerjee fuck me. They used to be my preferred boytoys, my bodyguard and driver, but…

I had found something superior.

I…

My stomach churned. I rose to my feet as the sudden need to vomit swept over me. I darted for my private bathroom, lifted the seat, and knelt. I wretched. I shuddered, rising and wiping my mouth. I grabbed the mouthwash to rinse the taste of bile away.

Why was I nauseated?

I frowned and started mentally counting since my last period. I turned around and realized I was two weeks late. I smiled from ear to ear. I was pregnant. That meant it was Zach’s child. That was wonderful.

What a powerful sacrifice that would make. I would really bind him to me with that offering to Ba’al Zaphon.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

I needed to use my police escort to arrive at the Governor’s Mansion in thirty minutes.

I left Alanna behind with her mother. The plans were in motion. The information would be delivered by Christina Nelson, and the missionaries would undermine the root of the governor’s power base. Already, the woman was addicted to my cock.

“She definitely knows the chief is dead,” Nisha had said the moment we were in the backseat of the limo.

I nodded.

“She’s stressed, so she needed a stress relief. If she’s calling you, then you’re what she craves. Addicts always seek their addiction. It’s the easy path for them. You will have her wrapped around your cock before long. Her wanton lusts will destroy her.”

How I had smiled at that.

I was still smiling as Ms. Denise opened the driver’s door. I stepped out in my gray suit, walking up to the stairs. The redheaded Rose was waiting to greet me. She was dressed in a more conservative pencil skirt and blouse than what she normally wore. She was one of the slaves I would save.

Her green eyes lit up at the sight of me. Beside her stood the spirit of Kylie. Bound to me, she was watching over Rose and the other slaves the cult had acquired. I would save them. She turned and strode inside.

There were people moving around. It was the day. The governor had not planned this tryst. They were bustling around. Equipment was being taken out to the back porch where she would hold press conferences.

Rose knocked on the door and said, “He’s here, Mistress.”

“Send him in,” said the governor, her voice ringing.

I opened the door to her office. I knew this room well. She had her desk, a window overlooking the lawn. The top of the Capitol Building could be seen to the right. Governor Christine Locke looked up, her blonde hair spilling around her mature and beautiful face.

“We don’t have much time,” she said, “before the press conference. I have to break the news. The media will find out soon enough.”

“News?” I asked, moving forward as I undid the belt on my pants.

“Chief Cartwell died,” she said, glancing at me.

I paused in my steps. “Oh. Uh… Okay. And that’s what this press conference is about.”
She nodded, studying me. I pulled my cock out, thick and hard. Her eyes fell upon it. “It looks like natural causes, but you can never be too careful. I’m having witches check for magic.”

It was natural poison that would register as a heart attack.

“You can’t be too careful,” I said. “You suspect one of the other cults? Marduk?”

“Doubtful,” she said. “I have announced my presidency, but they are not worried. They should be.”

“Dagon?”

“Maybe,” she said as I approached her, those eyes locked on my cock. “Or he just died of old age. I do not know. Ba’al Zaphon has not let us feel his displeasure.”

I reached her and said, “Bend over so I can give you my cock, Madam Governor.”

“Yes,” she moaned and did just that. She bent over in her salmon-pink pencil skirt and gray blouse. I loved the color on her. I slid the skirt up and up her thighs. She was wearing white thigh-highs and no panties. “Fuck me with that big dick right the fuck now, Zach! I own that dick, I need that dick in me!”

“Absolutely, Madam Governor,” I said and pressed my cock into her thick bush. The curls tickled my dick until I found the folds of her dripping pussy. “I’m here to serve and please you.”

“Yes!” she squealed as I thrust into her cunt.

I slammed to the hilt in her married pussy. I wondered if her husband was in the mansion. Last time, she sent him out with their kids. This was a last-minute meeting. I smiled at the idea that I was cuckolding the man, turning him into a whore.

She clamped her cunt down on my dick. It felt so good to have her cunt around my dick. I pulled back and back before I plowed into her cunt. She gasped out in delight as I slammed into her snatch. She gasped and moaned as I fucked deep and hard into her twat. I plowed into her over and over again.

“Yes, yes, that’s what I need!” he moaned. “Your dick is mine!”

“Yes, Madam Governor,” I said, fucking her hard.

“Such a slut for your cock,” cooed Nisha as she fondled her big boobs.

I smiled at my thought form and fucked that delicious pussy.

I reveled in the governor’s hot and silky snatch gripping me. She gasped and squealed as I fucked into her. I thrust into her pussy with so much passion. It was so good to fuck her like this, her butt-cheeks rippling.

She gasped louder as I hammered her. I would make her just explode. I plowed to the hilt in her twat. She gripped my cock with all that she had. It was a beautiful thing to plow into her. I churned her up with hard thrusts.

“Oh, my god!” she gasped. “That big dick! Oh, oh, churn me up! Fuck me, boy!”

I let that roll off me and concentrated on addicting her to my cock. I fucked her with passion, the pressure building up to the tip of my dick. I rushed toward that amazing moment. I plowed into her depths.

She squealed around my dick.

Her pussy went wild. I loved her convulsing around my dick. It felt so good. I loved her spasming around me like that. She gasped and moaned, her passion echoing through the air. It was just a wild moment to have her rippling around me. I groaned, savoring every inch of her snatch writhing around me.

“Yes, yes, cum in me!” she gasped. “Zach!”

I slammed to the hilt in her cunt and gave her what she craved.

“Madam Governor!” I growled as I dumped my load into her cunt. “I’m yours!”

She gasped in delight as I pumped her cunt full of my cum. She squealed in delight as I dumped my load into her. Blast after blast of my cum pumped into her snatch. I filled her to the brim with all my spunk.

It was just so damned good to flood my enemy’s pussy with my cum. She thought she controlled me, but she would be my bitch in the end. She rippled around me, suckling at me. With that hot cunt. I grunted, spurting my spunk into her.

“Shit!” I growled and spurted all that I had into her pussy. “That was so good, Madam Governor.”

“Yes,” she moaned.

I ripped my cock out of her pussy and slid it between her butt-cheeks. She gasped as I found her asshole. She threw a look over her shoulder as I drilled against her. Pleasure crossed her face. She thought she was in charge here.

“She is not,” purred Nisha. “She’s your cock slut. Still, play along. You’re serving her.”

“I know what you need, Madam Governor,” I groaned as the blonde slut’s anal ring stretched open wider and wider. “Yes, yes, let me please you, Madam Governor. Let my cock serve you!”

“I do need it up the ass!” she moaned. “Oh, oh, that’s so good!”

I popped into her asshole. I loved that wonderful sensation of her asshole devouring my cock. I savored that velvety sheath devouring my dick. I went deeper and deeper into her bowels until I bottomed out in her.

I loved having all my dick in her bowels. She clamped her anal sheath down on me. I smiled from ear to ear and drew back my cock. She moaned as she gripped me. She held me tight. That was just perfect.

I slammed back into her.

“Yes, yes, serve me!” she squealed as I plowed into her bowels. I fucked her anal sheath with hard strokes. “Oh, oh, you big-dick stud! That’s so good!”

I loved fucking her anal sheath. I pounded her asshole with such force. She gasped out in delight as I buried into her with all that I had. It was just a perfect moment. She gripped my cock with that hot flesh. I rose and rose toward my orgasm.

Every thrust into her bowels brought me closer and closer to cumming. I wanted to just erupt into her anal sheath. She wiggled her hips back and forth as I fucked into her. Her moans echoed through the office.

My nuts slapped into her taint. My cum leaked out of her pussy. She gripped my dick with that tight anal sheath. It was just such a wonderful moment. I fucked into her with all that I had. She gasped out in delight.

“Please, please, that’s it!” she moaned. “I… I… I love that big dick!”

I loved her anal sheath gripping my cock. She swelled the pressure at the tip of my dick. I plowed into her deep and hard. She moaned, her hips wiggling back and forth. My nuts slapped into her taint. I loved how she gripped me.

Every thrust into her bowels brought me closer and closer to cumming. That was such a wonderful thing. I pounded her with everything that I had. She gripped my dick with that hot flesh. I smiled from ear to ear as I buried into her bowels.

“Please, please, don’t stop!” she moaned. “Serve me! Serve me with that big dick, Zach!”

“I want to feel that asshole going wild on my cock, Madam Governor!” I growled, hammering her bowels deep and hard.

She whimpered, clamping her asshole down on my dick. She massaged me with that hot flesh. I was so glad to fuck her. Every thrust into her bowels brought me closer to dumping my load into her. She moaned, wiggling her hips around my dick.

I slammed into her as she gasped. The door opened. Rose peeked in and trembled there. I grinned at her as I fucked the governor’s asshole. The spirit of Kylie whispered something to Rose. The slave-girl didn’t react, but…

I knew she was smiling on the inside.

“That’s it,” gasped the governor. “Oh, oh, you fucking big-dick stud. Yes!”

Her asshole went wild around my dick.

I grunted, fucking her anal sheath with hard strokes. I plowed into her writhing bowels. She suckled at me as her passion echoed through the room. I fucked into her asshole deep and hard, loving the way she nursed at me.

“Give it to me!” she commanded. “Now!”

“Yes!” I roared and buried into her anal sheath. “Yes, yes, Madam Governor!”

I erupted into her asshole.

Sh groaned, her bowels milking my cock. I loved the heat of her rippling around me. It felt so fantastic. She gasped and moaned, nursing out all the cum from me. I smiled from ear to ear, spurting all my spunk into her anal sheath.

She groaned as I filled her to the brim with my spunk. It was a rush. I filled her to the brim, grunting with each blast of spunk. She rippled around me, working out all the cum that I had in my nuts. I filled her up and smiled from ear to ear.

“Oh, oh, yes,” the governor said.

Rose cleared her throat and said, “Madam Governor, they’re gathering for the press conference. Your husband wishes to speak with you.”

She sighed, her asshole clenching down on me. “Suck his dick clean, slave, then lead him to the press conference.” She glanced back at me. “Mmm, I’ll use you more later.”

“Yes, Madam Governor,” I said. Once she was addicted to my cock fully, she would be my slave.

I slid out of her asshole, aching for that day. I would dismantle the cult. The chief justice would go to Sable to play with while I would keep the governor for myself. I would see her elected as president. I would have to take on the other cults of Marduk, Dagon, and especially Molech.

Step by step.

She shoved down her skirt and strolled out of her office with my cum still in her. I loved it. Rose rushed up to me as the governor left the room. We were alone. The girl smiled at me from ear to ear as she sank to her knees.

“I know you’ll save me, Master,” she whispered. “Kylie has given us all hope. Did you…”

I put a finger to my nose. That could not be uttered.

“Of course,” she said and smiled at him. “Good.”

She engulfed my dirty dick.

I groaned at the warmth of her mouth around my dick. She slid her lips up and down my cock. She suckled on me with such passion. It was incredible to have her blowing me like that. I was in heaven here. I groaned, loving her passion.

I slid my fingers through Rose’s red hair. Nisha sat on the desk, watching on in approval, her dusky thighs crossed. She had thicc thighs. Nisha was a Tibetan MILF. Just gorgeous. Clearly, I had a thing for older women.

“That’s it, Roes,” I said. “Just be patient and keep the faith. I will save you.”

She groaned around my dick and nodded, sucking with such passion on me. It was just an incredible moment to have that hot mouth nursing on me. She blew me with all that she had. I groaned, loving this heat.

She suckled on me with all that she had. It was just a wonderful moment. I groaned, savoring the heat of her mouth working up and down my dick. She would make me cum. I could not wait to dump my load into her mouth.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “Shit, shit, that’s good.”

She whimpered around my dick, sucking on me with all that she had. It was a beautiful thing to have her blowing me. I groaned, savoring the warmth of her mouth. She swirled her tongue around my dick, polishing my pole.

Her suckles and slurps filled the empty office. I loved the sounds of them echoing around them. It was just a glorious moment to have that hot mouth suckling deep and hard on me. My nuts twitched as she loved my cock.

“Polish my pole,” I groaned. “Rose! You are going to be safe. Yes, yes, you will serve me.”

She groaned around my dick. It was just a wonderful moment to have her blowing me. She suckled on my cock with that hot mouth. I rushed toward my orgasm. I was eager for that moment when I would cum in her mouth. I wanted to just erupt into her. I would fill her up with all the spunk that I had in my nuts.

Just flood her with all the jizz that I had.

Her tongue stroked around my dick. That was so sweet of her to do that. I would save her. She just had to be a bit more patient with me. She suckled hard on me, my dick twitching. She reminded me of Alanna.

A cutie who would blossom in the right place. Who deserved to serve someone that didn’t want to abuse her. I gripped a fistful of her red hair. She suckled and slurped on my dick, making sure that I was polished. It felt so good. I was in heaven here.

I groaned as she nursed with all that passion on me. The pressure surged toward the tip of my dick. I groaned at the pleasure of this moment. She suckled hard on my cock. I rushed toward the burning point.

“Yes!” I growled.

I erupted.

I filled Rose’s mouth with my cum. I spurted into her mouth over and over again. It was just a wonderful moment. I loved this passion slamming through me. I grunted, filling her mouth with all the spunk that I had.

“Damn,” I groaned. “Damn, that’s good.”

She purred around my dick, staring up at me with such heat in her eyes. She gulped down my cum with such hunger. She swallowed every last drop of the jizz. I filled her mouth to the brim with my cum. She shuddered and swallowed it all down.

She slid her lips off my dick and said, “Mmm, you’re all clean, Master.”

I grinned at her and cupped her face. “Kylie will warn me if things get bad, and I will go to war with the governor to save you.”

She nodded. “There’s no major ritual planned.”

“Then she should be my whore by then,” I said as she tucked my cock away.

“Good, Master.” She zipped me up. She rose to her feet and tightened my tie and smoothed my jacket. “Follow me.”

I followed Rose out of the governor’s office and down the stairs. There was a great deal of commotion coming from the back of the Governor’s Mansion. I was led to a room where the governor was talking with a man I had yet to meet. A man not in the cult.

“Here he is,” said the governor, putting on a big smile. “This is the young man that is working so hard to end violence in Tacoma.”

“Well, I almost was killed,” I said, moving over to the man. “Zach Black.”

“Henry,” the man said, thrusting out his hand. “Nice to meet you, Zach. I’m not much for these politics, but… Have to play the role.”

“I get that,” I said as we shook hands. “I want to be standing there.”

“He’ll be governor one day,” the slut said and glanced to her right. Another young woman, though not young enough to be one of the sex slaves, motioned. “And it looks like it’s time.”

We filed out onto the rear patio. That young woman, maybe in her mid-twenties, guided me to stand on the governor’s right while her husband was on the left. The media was out on the lawn in wooden folding chairs. Maybe thirty or so reporters with several microphones before the governor.

“It’s with a great deal of sadness that I report that Chief John Cartwell, who has led the State Troopers for twenty-three years, passed away today…”

She went into how amazing he was. How he was making Washington safer. All that standard garbage to make the man sound like a beloved civil servant. Then, to my delight, she announced that Assistant Chief Christina Teller would be acting chief and would have her recommendation to take the position.

“Lastly, I would like a young man that has a great deal of passion for public safety to say a few words.” She turned to me, smiling. Her blue eyes burned with lust. Right now, my cum filled her pussy and asshole. “Zachary Black has some exciting ideas that I am behind, so, Zach…”

I smiled and stepped up to the podium. I would not squander this chance.

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