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Fantasy

A Wife in Bondage Ch. 1

“Hello?” you called out, more than a little nervous. Why am I being stupid you berate yourself. If you just go upstairs, you’ll find them everyone else. As you head up the stairs you become even more unnerved by how utterly quiet it is – and you barely had the thought that something is very wrong as you opened the door and were suddenly thrown against the bedroom wall.

Fantasy

Home Schooling

As I pulled into the driveway of our home in the foothills of California’s Sierra Madres, I could see that something was going on. The sun had dipped behind the hills, and the last vestiges of soft summer twilight were just enough to reveal my wife standing at the side of our house, peering into the window of my youngest daughter’s bedroom. Yep, something going on alright!
We live in the country on 36 acres, in a large comfortable home set back off the road far enough to ensure privacy. Our nearest neighbors are almost two miles down the road. We love the freedom of being able to do whatever we want, whenever we want, far away from the nosiness of others.
My wife, Dianna, is a lovely thirty-five year old mother of three. She is tall, leggy and lean, with naturally auburn hair and small, firm breasts, capped with the most lovely pink nipples I’ve ever seen. People are often surprised that she has borne children at all, let alone three. But Dianna has spent ample time at the gym making sure that her body is in peak condition.
Our children, Cindy, age 14, Rob, age 12 and Mindy, age 11 are typical California adolescents. They play soccer in the local city league and have many friends in their age group around the small town near our home, but they are home-schooled. Dianna has a degree in elementary education and is a fabulous teacher. All three kids have immense IQ’s and are working well beyond their grade levels. I suspected that what was going on tonight was another “lab” session for the sex education portion of their curriculum.
Dianna and I have always been very liberated sexually. We met in college and knew immediately that we were made for each other. We explored sexuality like the most intrepid of pioneers: every position in the Kama Sutra, oral, anal, spanking, other boys and girls, groups, even Dianna’s Pomeranian, with a long tongue that drove her crazy with lust. There was nothing pleasurable that was off-limits. We took that same openness into our marriage and bought our country home early on to facilitate our freedom of sexual lifestyle.
Our children have regularly seen both my wife and me naked, not only when they were little, but to this day. They each are comfortable with their own bodies and think nothing of being naked in front of Dianna and me or each other. We have encouraged them to masturbate whenever and wherever they wish within the confines of our home, whenever no guests are present, and to engage in examining each other, “playing doctor”. There is no guilt or shame of any kind in their sexual play. They also are totally aware of the judgments of others and are committed to keeping our lifestyle choices private, within the confines of our family. They are extremely loyal to us as their parents and to each other.
Now that they are adolescents, Dianna has been teaching them the details of sexuality, not only functionally and technically, but in all of the ways that men and women can pleasure themselves and each other. They are given “homework”, which consists of reading, watching videos and conducting “lab experiments” where they practice the things they are learning from the books and DVDs. They have also watched Dianna and me make love to each other in almost every way imaginable. All three become extremely aroused as they watch us. They masturbate themselves and sometimes each other. Dianna especially enjoys it when she looks over and sees our daughters fondling and rubbing themselves and each other. I like to watch my daughters rubbing my son’s penis until he squirts.
When Dianna gives the kids a lab assignment in sexual education, she usually does not join them, allowing them the space to act and react freely, but she frequently acts as an outside observer and watches through the windows. In class the next day, she will critique and instruct regarding her observations.
As I got out of the car and walked up the sidewalk at the side of the house, I could see that Dianna was dressed, as usual in brief cutoff jeans and a blouse with no bra, which was usually tied above her midriff, but tonight was unbuttoned. Her feet were bare. She was, as yet, oblivious to my presence, her attention fully focused on what was going on in my daughter’s bedroom. I could see that she was fondling her bare breasts with one hand. The other was busy inside the front of her jeans.
As I approached from behind, I put my arms around her and kissed the back of her neck. She jumped slightly in reaction to my unexpected and sudden appearance, but immediately relaxed into my embrace, resting the back of her head on my shoulder.
“Homework?” I asked softly.
“Oral sex lab,” she responded. “I think they’re getting the hang of it!”
She moved my hands from her waist up to her soft breasts. It was a warm night, and I could feel a light sheen of perspiration as I cupped her titties in my hands. My thumbs grazed her nipples, which were already as hard as two little pebbles. As I fondled her, she pushed her right hand into the front of her cutoffs again and started playing with herself, producing a wet, squishy sound. Her left hand reached back to fondle my cock, which was already erect.
My dick got even harder as my gaze was drawn to the window and saw what was occurring in the bedroom. My son was sprawled, naked, on Mindy’s bed. My youngest daughter’s pink tongue was licking in circles around the head of Rob’s penis. She was also completely naked and was up on the bed with him on her knees, bent forward to lick him. Her legs were spread apart and her hairless, pink pussy and anus were in full view. Her breasts, just starting to develop, featured pale pink nipples, which were now slightly distended. Our 14-year old, Cindy, was also there, still dressed in shorts and a halter top. She was standing by the bed giving instructions to her sister. Through the partially open window, we could hear every word:
“Lick the sides like an ice cream cone.” “Lick the very tip of it real slow.” “Put just the tip of it in your mouth and lick circles around it.” “Put as much of it in your mouth as you can.” “Move your mouth up and down on it.” “Lick his little nuts for him.” “Put one of his balls in your mouth and suck on it really easy.”
Mindy followed each instruction to the letter. Watching my son getting a blow job as I fondled my wife’s little titties and she stroked my cock was so tremendously erotic! Suddenly my wife stiffened and her body began to tremble as she had an orgasm. I knew that would only be the first of many this evening, and as if to confirm this, Dianna’s hand continued moving beneath her cutoffs and quickly triggered a second climax..
As we continued to watch, Dianna stopped rubbing herself and removed her blouse and cutoffs. I undressed as well, and we returned to our original position with me standing behind her. She resumed her fondling of my now naked penis and I played with her breasts with one hand, while the other took over rubbing her wet pussy, which she keeps shaved as bald and soft as our daughter Mindy’s is naturally. We continued to play and watch for about a half hour.
As we watched, I became aware that a rather mean game was being played in the bedroom. Cindy issued instructions to Mindy, who did exactly as she was told. Mindy was now sliding her hand up and down the lower part of Rob’s shaft at the same time she was moving her mouth up and down the top half. Rob was obviously ready to come, his hips moving, fucking his little sister’s hand and mouth, his eyes closed and his face scrunched up in ecstasy. But his climax was not to be.
“Stop!” Cindy exclaimed. Mindy, ever the good little student, complied immediately. Rob’s hips continued to gyrate, but his sister’s hand and mouth were suddenly gone.
“Why did you stop, Mindy? I was just about to pop,” Rob groaned.
“Cause Cindy said so,” my youngest replied.
“Aw, c’mon, give me a break, finish me up,” Rob pleaded.
“Not till you agree to do all of our chores for a week,” Cindy demanded.
“No way!” Rob protested. “C’mon, Mindy, PLEASE!!!
“Go ahead and do what you were doing,” Cindy ordered smugly.
Mindy’s hand and mouth resumed their erotic task and Rob quickly built toward his orgasm again, only to have his older sister call a halt just at the critical moment.
Rob protested loudly again and Cindy responded, “I told you before that if you want what you want, you have to give us what we want…chores for a week!”
“OK, OK, I’ll do your chores! Just let Mindy finish me off now!”
“Tell ya what, little brother,” Cindy said, now firmly in control, “do our chores for TWO weeks and I’ll let you come right in Mindy’s mouth, right on her little pink tongue.”
“OK, OK, whatever!” Rob agreed, “I just want to come!”
Outside, Dianna murmured, “Our daughter can be such a little bitch! I think she needs and deserves a good lesson about not using sex to tease and extort!”
“I agree,” I said and we both headed inside where we put a prompt halt to the proceedings. Mindy and Rob both sat up on the bed, surprised to see us there.
Cindy, equally taken aback, stepped away from the bed to the corner of the room.
Dianna said to Cindy, “You know, Cindy, sex is a wonderful thing and can produce much pleasure, intimacy and love, but it also is extremely powerful. It is vital that you learn never to misuse it to mistreat or extort or blackmail anyone! We have decided to teach you a lesson you will not forget.”
She turned to Mindy, “And you, young lady, need a lesson too! You willingly participated with your sister in trying to get Rob to do your chores. So what I’ve decided to do, if your father agrees, is to let Rob administer your punishment, since he is the one you both mistreated. Your father and I will supervise, but Rob will deal with you.”
Dianna looked at me questioningly and I nodded my agreement.
Now my wife addressed our son, “Rob, what do you think we should do with these two mean sisters of yours?”
“Well, I guess they could do MY chores for two weeks,” Rob responded with a grin.
“Good!” Dianna exclaimed, but I think that lets them off too easily! Do you mind if I make some suggestions?”
“Sure, go ahead,” Rob agreed readily.
Dianna turned back to our two daughters. “Well, Mindy is all ready for what’s next,” she said, “but you need to get those clothes off right now, Cindy!”
Somewhat abashed, Cindy complied and began to remove her clothing until she was fully undressed, as were the rest of the family. I sat down on a chair in the corner to observe as Dianna began to direct the children.
“You two girls get right up here on your knees on the foot of the bed facing toward the head. That’s right. Now just keep your butts up in the air and rest your head and your boobies on the bed. Good! Do you need pillows for your heads?”
Now the girls were arranged so that sitting in the chair at the foot of the bed, I could see my daughters’ charms laid open and bare before me. Cindy, the oldest, is a bit darker-complected than Mindy, taking more after me than Dianna. She has perky breasts with darker colored areolas, and her pussy is a gorgeous coral color, framed by a sprinkling of brunette fuzz. Her bottom hole is the same rich color as her puss.
“OK, Rob,” my wife began, “I think we should start with an inspection of the premises! Why don’t you give Cindy’s pussy a little tickle and I’ll do Mindy’s.”
Rob grinned and immediately pulled the lips of his big sister’s pussy apart and began to gaze intently at it. Even with all the playing they had done, he had never had Cindy in as vulnerable a position or as exposed to his view as she was now. Cindy looked back between her legs as her brother spread her open wide and I could see that her face was crimson, whether with desire or embarrassment I couldn’t tell. But her sweet little muffin DID tell the tale as a drop of clear liquid oozed slowly out of her open hole and ran down the lips of her pussy toward her clit.
Rob captured the moist, tiny jewel on the fingertip of one hand and began to gently rub it up and down the slit of his sister’s pussy. This produced a quiet moan from Cindy almost immediately. The moist fingertip lost no time in contacting Cindy’s clit and rubbing in circles, as he had been taught in class. The increasing wetness dripping from her pussy was evident, and Rob inserted the middle finger of his other hand into the hole and began moving it in and out as he continued to manipulate her clit.
Dianna, who was busily delving into Mindy’s wet puss, looked over and said, “Don’t make her come yet! She doesn’t deserve it! In fact, watch me!”
My wife scooped some wetness from Mindy’s pussy with her finger and spread it on Mindy’s asshole. Then she rubbed the exposed anus with her fingertip and then pressed her index finger into her daughter’s asshole and began to fingerfuck her ass. Mindy yelped at the first intrusion, but then allowed her mother to continue her digital invasion at will.
On the other side of the bed, my son, who is a quick learner, had his finger deep in his older sister’s asshole and seemed to be making circles with his finger inside her rectum. Cindy appeared to be enjoying the process immensely, if the juice seeping from her pussy was any indication.
After several minutes, my wife suggested that she and Rob trade places and she moved over to insert her middle finger up her eldest daughter’s bottom, while our son began his fingering of Mindy’s upturned, pink little asshole.
After several more minutes passed, with only the slurpy sounds of fingers moving in wet assholes, Dianna moved on the next portion of the lesson.
“Do you remember, Rob, when I was mean to your dad one time, we let you kids watch while we played slap and tickle, so I’d remember to be nicer?”
“Ummm, it would be pretty hard to forget that, Mom!” Rob exclaimed.
“Well, I think your sisters both need the same lesson…and I think they should do each other while we tell them what to do!”
“OK, works for me,” Rob said, feigning indifference. I could tell he was thinking Oh, Boy!
“OK, Mindy,” Dianna ordered. “You stay right where you are, and Cindy, you get up. You’re going to be the first giver. Your sister will be the receiver. Remember, you’ll change places later!”
“Fingers or tongues, Rob?” I remembered that I had used my tongue on Dianna as the kids had watched.
“Tongues,” Rob decided.
“OK, tell your sister what she must do,” Dianna directed.
“Lick her asshole, Cindy!” Rob ordered. For a moment, I wasn’t sure my daughter was going to comply, but then she sighed and knelt behind Mindy on the bed, he knees between Mindy’s legs, lowered her mouth to Mindy’s bottom and began to lap at her little sister’s anus. Rob and I began to rub our penises as we watched, and Dianna’s hand was, once again, busy between her own legs.
Rob issued another instruction: “Put your tongue as far up inside her bottom as it will go.”
No hesitation this time. Cindy, who was already running her tongue around the outside of Mindy’s asshole, pressed her tongue inside and began to tongue fuck her sister.” Mindy was moaning with pleasure, and her sweet young pussy was drenched with moisture.
Suddenly Rob said, “Hold it!” Cindy immediately did as she was told.
“Ten swats, five on each cheek!” Rob ordered and Cindy obediently administered five stinging slaps to each of Mindy’s cheeks, bringing oohs, aahs and ouches from her.
“Tickle! Your tongue in her pussy this time. Suck her clit!”
Cindy was into the game completely now. She kissed and sucked Mindy’s pussy and licked her clitoris until Mindy was moaning out loud.
“Stop! Ten more swats! Make her butt red!”
Cindy slapped her sister’s bare bottom vigorously, and indeed, it did produce some redness and a few tears as well.
“Tickle! Pussy and asshole now.”
Cindy began to lave her sister’s entire crotch…the insides of her thighs, gently on the lips of her pussy and then up inside the wet, pink hole. Then working up to her bottom, licking each cheek, licking up and down her crack, kissing and licking and rimming her anus and then another intense session of fucking Mindy’s asshole with her tongue. Finally she worked her way back down to her sister’s clit and sucked on it until Mindy was beside herself and about to come.
“Stop! Ten more spanks. Go slow and they better be good ones!”
Cindy spanked her sister with abandon now. The sounds of palm against bottom flesh and squeals and cries filled the room. Finally Mindy’s ordeal was over.
Now it was Cindy’s turn.
“Trade places,” Dianna ordered, and now Cindy was bottoms up on the bed.
“Cindy is older, and actually the responsible one in this case,” Dianna said to Rob, so I think her punishment should be a bit more.
Cindy’s slap and tickle session began, as Mindy, who had wiped the tears from her eyes, now seemed anxious to pay her big sister back.
Rob made Mindy eat her sister’s ass, and told her to tickle the soles of Cindy’s feet at the same time, which we all knew drove Cindy absolutely wild. Dianna and I had to climb on the bed to hold Cindy down in place as Mindy tongue fucked her asshole and tickled the soles of her feet unmercifully.
“Wait!” Rob commanded.
Mindy, go get your ruler out of your room real quick. Mindy ran down the hall and was back in a flash with her one foot ruler.
“Ten on each cheek with the ruler,” Rob ordered.
With great relish, Mindy paddled her big sister’s naked rear end with the ruler.” Cindy screeched and carried on like she was being killed, but obviously no damage was actually being incurred.
Next it was tongue and fingers in Cindy’s pussy, then 20 more swats with the ruler, which Cindy protested loudly and Mindy obviously relished. Then a clit sucking episode with a finger up Cindy’s bottom and more tickling the soles of the feet. Finally 20 more swats with the ruler, which produced protestations and tears, and amazingly, a copious flood of fluid from Cindy’s puss.
“Now, did you girls learn our lessons?” Dianna inquired.
“Yes,” they chorused. “We’re sorry!”
“Would you like to have orgasms now?” my wife queried.
“Yeah, I would,” Cindy replied. “Me too,” her little sister echoed.
“OK, but first you will take care of your brother’s needs.
Under my wife’s instruction, my oldest daughter laid down with her head toward the foot of the bed. My son was arranged as the girls had been, on his knees, but with his head between Cindy’s legs in a 69 position. Mindy was told to stand at the foot of the bed behind her brother.
“Now, Cindy, since you so generously offered your brother the opportunity to come in Mindy’s mouth, YOU are going to suck on your little brother’s penis until he shoots his sperm into your mouth. When he does, you are to swallow every single drop. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mom,” Cindy replied.
Mindy, you are to lick and suck on your brother’s testicles while your sister sucks him off, and you will also lick his bottom hole and put your tongue up inside it. Do you understand?
“OK, Mom,” Mindy answered meekly.
“Rob, you can just lay there and enjoy yourself, or you can play with and lick your sister’s pussy if you want to. Begin now!”
Cindy took Rob’s penis deep in her mouth and began to suck and lick him. Mindy immediately began to lick his anus and play with his balls at the same time. My wife came over to where I was sitting in the chair. Standing a bit to one side so as not to block my view of the scene being played out on the bed, Dianna bent over and inserted her middle finger of one hand into her asshole and began to move it in and out. With her other hand, she played with my cock while we watched our daughters pleasure our son. I reached over and played with her pussy and clit.
Rob had decided against the passive role and was licking Cindy’s clit as she sucked on him. Mindy now had both of Rob’s tight nuts in her mouth and was playing with her own pussy as she gently sucked her brother’s sack. After a few minutes she moved back to his anus and pushed her tongue up inside.
My wife had massive orgasms and I shot my sperm into the air and onto her hand as we watched my son have an orgasm in his sister’s sucking mouth. Per Dianna’s instructions, Cindy gulped and swallowed Rob’s cum until he was completely emptied out.
As the kids untangled, Dianna issued one more order. “You girls get to come now, but one at a time, and your brother’s cock will be up your bottom hole when you do. This was a first. They had all seen my wife and I engage in anal sex, but they had not done it with each other as far as I know.
“Mindy, get up on the bed on your hands and knees. Cindy, lick her asshole and get it nice and wet for your brother.”
Cindy licked and sucked on her sister’s ass and saliva got Mindy well lubricated.
After a few minutes of closely watching Cindy lick Mindy’s anus, my son’s slender cock had fully recovered from his orgasm and was hard again at the prospect of putting it in his little sister’s ass. Ah, to be so young again! It slipped inside Mindy easily, and he began to fuck her bottom. Mindy began to play with herself and panted and moaned.
“Cindy, play with her titties,” Rob said, and Cindy did so immediately.
A few minutes later, Mindy had an earth-shattering orgasm. Rob pushed his penis deep in her bottom as she came.
“Gosh, I can feel it grabbing my cock!” he exclaimed.
“OK,” Dianna said a few moments later, “change places.
Mindy got up and Cindy quickly took her place. Mindy licked and sucked Cindy’s asshole to get it ready for my son’s cock. When Rob had entered her, Mindy began to play with her sister’s boobies as Cindy reached back to rub her own swollen pussy. After a few minutes, Cindy began to moan and toss her head from side to side.
“Rob, go faster! Go faster Robbie! C’mon, fuck my little asshole fast and hard.
Rob’s penis pistoned in and out of Cindy’s bottom faster and faster. Mindy played with her big sister’s nipples, tugging on them, rolling them in her fingers and even flicking them back and forth. Cindy’s hand was a blur now as she rubbed her clit. Rob groaned and came, filling Cindy’s rectum with his hot sperm. Cindy screamed and then broke down and began to sob as her orgasm took her completely.
A few minutes later, the kids got up, kissed and hugged each other. Dianna made the girls promise that they would, in fact, do Rob’s chores for the next two weeks. Then all three headed for their showers and bed.
Dianna and I took a shower together and then made love slowly and gently one more time, before drifting off to sleep in one another’s arms, in love with each other, proud of our children and truly pleased with our lives.
Disclaimer: This story is strictly a work of fiction and fantasy from my somewhat crazy psyche, and is intended for adults ONLY! Any resemblance of my characters to anyone, dead or living, is purely coincidental and unintentional. I hope some of my readers will enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. If so, please let me know. If you did not enjoy it or if you were offended by it, please know that it is absolutely impossible to please everyone, and you should probably find other writers on this site more to your liking.
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Fantasy

Dirty Movies: Country Music Stars (with Taylor Swift, Carrie Underwood, Shania Twain, and Jewel)

There are three kinds of secrets in Hollywood: the kind that the tabloids and the media know about, the kind that directors, producers, and agents know about, and the kind that only the celebrities themselves know about. Dirty Movies is one of the third kind. Spreading only through word of mouth from actress to actress, starlet to starlet, Dirty Movies is a production company founded solely for one reason: so that the gorgeous young ladies who graced screens and made hit singles could act out their nastiest, raunchiest sexual fantasies on film for their own private collections, to be shared only on the drunkest of nights with others also “in the know”. No one quite knows the full story of how Dirty Movies came into being, nor how their logistics works in terms of fulfilling every one of their client’s personal fantasies, but they manage to provide for everyone, and no one has ever been disappointed by their service.
Today, Dirty Movies takes a look at the country music industry, and how some of its veteran performers treat the young upstarts in the business…
* * *
Somewhere in the remote countryside lies a privately owned farmstead that spans out about 200 acres and is surrounded by sturdy fencing. The vast stretch of green is broken only by a wide dirt path that turns off from the interstate a few miles away and serves as the only way in and out of the farmstead.
A blue pickup truck drives up the dirt road, bouncing on the rough, worn ground as it passes through the gate onto the property. The truck bed is covered by a large tarp, concealing its contents. The driver honks once as it passes by, and the person sitting in the passenger seat waves briefly.
The truck continues on towards a large two-story farmhouse, which looks very modern and well kept. Nearby the farmhouse is a horse stable, with an enclosed area of ground in front of it to serve as a pen.
Pulling to a halt in front of the house, the driver parks it and shuts the engine off. The driver’s side door opens, and she steps out.
“Shania Twain.”
The Canadian country star looks over and smiles, shutting the truck door behind her. She’s dressed in a short-sleeved plaid shirt with the two top and bottom buttons undone (leaving only one strained button to contain her large tits), tight form-fitting blue jeans that hug her hips and ass, and brown leather boots.
“Hot enough for you?” she asks in greeting.
“Looks like it.”
“I was talking about the weather,” Shania corrects, though with an impish sparkle in her eyes.
“So was I.”
She laughs, her long brown hair blowing slightly in the breeze.
The passenger door opens and shuts after a moment, and footsteps in the dirt are heard as someone comes around the front end of the truck. “Hello!” Jewel’s greeting is as bright as her smile, the blonde folk and country singer dressed in a powder blue tank top (and clearly not wearing a bra, as her nipples poke through the fabric), cut-off denim shorts and black leather boots that come up to mid-calf.
“Nice to meet you, Jewel.”
“Same here!” Jewel responds gaily. “I’ve heard a lot about you and your…productions.”
“From Ms. Twain here, I take it.”
The two women exchange a sly glance and laugh. “Let’s just say she was there to help me get…comfortable with the idea.” Jewel says coyly
“There were others involved,” Shania adds. “Men…and women.”
“And toys.”
“And ice cream.”
“And handcuffs.”
“And a whip.”
“Okay, I get the picture.” Both women crack up. “So I’m guessing you two are ready to get started.”
“You think?” Jewel replies with a little laugh, her hands coming up to cup her own sizable breasts, jiggling them a bit.
“What do you say, Shania?”
In response, the brunette MILF pulls her shirt open, openly flashing her tits with a sunny grin.
“Let’s do this, then.” The two women walk over to the truck bed, where something shifts and moves underneath the tarp. “I have to say, I’m surprised you got the two of them to do this.”
“Actually, both of them pretty much agreed on the spot when they found out the other would be involved,” Shania says, undoing the knots of rope holding the tarp down. The hardest part was getting them here like this.”
So saying, she and Jewel pull off the tarp to reveal Taylor Swift and Carrie Underwood, both stark naked and on all fours, their bodies covered with a thin sheen of sweat from the heat underneath the tarp. The girls have ball gags in their mouths and collars around their necks, and two butt plugs stick out of their asses.
Both blondes blink at the sudden brightness and Carrie starts getting to her feet. “No!” Jewel says sharply, reaching over and giving her a smack on the ass. Carrie lets out a muffled yelp and withdraws back on her hands and knees. “Bad Carrie! No getting up unless we say!” Making a noise of apology, Carrie bows her head slightly in submission, while Taylor stares straight ahead, waiting patiently.
Shania fiddles with the back panel of the truck bed, unlatching one side before unfolding and extending it, creating a small ramp to the ground. Reaching into the truck bed, she pulls out two leashes and attaches one to each girl’s collar.
“Come on, Taylor,” Shania says, tugging on her leash, and the 22-year-old crawls forward and down the ramp onto the dirt. “That’s a good girl,” Shania coos, crouching down beside her and reaching under to grope Taylor’s right breast. Taylor sighs in pleasure at the touch, her eyes fluttering.
“Let’s go, Carrie,” Jewel orders, and Carrie starts moving forward slowly. “C’mon, faster.” Still Carrie continues to take her time, now starting to come down the ramp. “Move your ass!” Jewel snaps, yanking on Carrie’s leash. This causes her to lose her balance and Carrie tumbles down the rest of the way, landing on her back in the dirt.
“Now look what you’ve done to yourself!” Jewel scolds, squatting down beside Carrie. The younger blonde’s hair is mussed, her body is streaked with dirt, and she looks slightly dazed from her fall. “You’ve gotten yourself all dirty!” Jewel begins slapping at Carrie’s body, paying special attention to her tits as she tries “brushing” the dirt off of her. Carrie squirms under Jewel’s rough administrations, her body tingling from the stinging smacks she’s getting.
“Looks like she’s gonna need a bath,” Shania comments, now massaging both of Taylor’s tits in her hands. Taylor’s moans are muffled through the ball gag, her back arching downward slightly.
“Guess so,” Jewel agrees. “You hear that, pretty bitch? We’re gonna give you a bath ‘cause you got soooo dirty.” With that she raises her hand and delivers a sharp slap onto Carrie’s clit, eliciting a squeal as Carrie instinctively tries to curl her legs up and over in an attempt to shield herself. “Nuh-uh, no one said you could do that.” Jewel grabs her legs and pulls them down again, spreading them open. Carrie lets out a muffled whimper, a look of trepidation on her face.
“Relax,” Jewel says in a soothing tone. “I’m not gonna do anything bad.” She leans down and gives Carrie’s pussy a long, slow lick. The anxiety on her face changes to a look of delight as Jewel continues to eat her cunt, licking up and down her labia while occasionally dipping her tongue into her slick inner folds. Wiggling her hips, Carrie closes her eyes, losing herself in the sensation of her approaching climax. Almost there…almost…
Moments before she’s about to cum, Jewel’s tongue ceases its heavenly administrations, and Carrie makes a plaintive noise, her eyes still closed, her head lost in a fog of arousal. Jewel’s voice cuts through suddenly. “Time for your bath, Carrie.”
Carrie’s eyes pop open just in time to see Jewel standing over her, a devilish grin on her face as she aims the shiny nozzle of a hose at her and squeezes the pump. A jet of shockingly cold water hits her body, and Carrie shrieks through the gag, reacting as though she’s being electrocuted. As the cold water hoses over her Carrie rolls over onto her hands and knees and attempts to crawl away quickly to avoid the spray.
“No! Bad Carrie! Stay!” Jewel shouts, keeping the hose on her as Carrie continues trying to escape. “Taylor!”
Carrie suddenly finds herself in a half-tackle, the 22-year-old throwing her naked body against her own, and both of them topple over onto the ground. Taylor locks both of Carrie’s wrists behind her back in a tight grip and hauls her up onto her knees, arching her back so Carrie’s tits are thrust out.
Seeing the perfect target, Jewel adjusts her aim of the hose, and Carrie cries out again, struggling vainly as the cold water sluices over her tits and stomach, running down her legs and dripping from her clit onto the ground. Taylor nuzzles the back of her neck, keeping Carrie in place by her hands.
Then Taylor begins squealing as well as a second blast of chilly water hits her in the back, this one directed by Shania, who has removed her top completely and unbuttoned the front of her jeans, showing off the top of her pubic mound as she hoses Taylor down from behind. Unthinkingly, Taylor releases Carrie and twists around, trying to shield herself from Shania’s ambush.
Seizing the moment, Carrie lunges at Taylor and the two wrestle in the dirt, curses and squeals exchanged between them. The ground beneath them is quickly becoming mud and sticking to their soaked bodies. Shania and Jewel keep their hoses on them, spraying both of them liberally.
“Look at these bitches,” Jewel says, her voice throaty with lust. One of her hands holds the hose steady while the other digs in her shorts, fingering her steaming twat. “These cunts are Grammy winners, for fuck’s sake—and now they’re tangling in the mud like animals.”
“It’s fucking sexy,” Shania agrees. “What do you say we up the ante?”
“Let’s,” Jewel nods, and both women shut off the hoses. They strip off the rest of their clothing and walk over to the two mud-covered girls, who continue struggling with each other obliviously. Carrie straddles Taylor’s stomach, squeezing the 22-year-old’s tits in her hands, while the squirming younger blonde yanks on Carrie’s hair with one hand and spanks her ass hard with the other. Shania and Jewel grab the girls by their collars and separate them, dragging their twats and asses through the mud in doing so.
“Stop it!” Shania orders loudly, and the two girls comply instantly, staring daggers at each other. She undoes Taylor’s gag and pulls it out of her mouth, while Jewel does the same for Carrie. “You’re completely filthy, the both of you. What do you two have to say for yourselves?”
“I’m sorry.” Taylor says, her eyes cast downward in deference.
“Me too,” Carrie chimes in, responding similarly.
“Good,” Shania nods. “Now how do you think you should be punished?”
The girls’ eyes widen, and immediately two different voices of protest fill the air.
“Don’t punish me! Punish her! She’s the one who started it!”
“Did not! You’re the one who tackled me!”
“YOU tackled me FIRST, you bitch!”
“Who’re you calling a bitch, you skank?”
“Skank?! Why, I oughtta—!”
“Enough!” Shania cuts in forcefully. “I don’t care who started it, but WE—” She gestures to Jewel and herself, a wickedly perverse gleam in her eye. “—are going to finish it.”
With that, the two women lead the muddy girls on all fours into the horse pen, where a long trough sits by the fence. Two steel faucets frame one side of the trough, their pipes stemming from the ground. Shania and Jewel position each girl in front of one faucet, looping the girls’ leashes around a fencepost so that their upper bodies hang over the trough.
“You two are going to clean yourselves,” Shania says, reaching into the trough and pulling out two large sponges. She hands one to each girl. “Jewel and I have plans for you filthy pigs, so you need to look decent.”
“I think I can help with that,” Jewel chimes in, bending over the trough as she reaches for something behind it. Carrie and Taylor’s mouths drop open as Jewel reveals two large black strap-ons, their shafts bulbous and veiny. Jewel gives one to Shania and the two women put them on.
“We’re going to fuck your tight asses with these cocks,” she continues, a little growl of lust in her throat as she strokes her strap-on with one hand. “Think of it as an incentive and a punishment. Whoever gets clean last has to suck the ass juices off of both these shafts.”
Before either girl can say anything, Shania and Jewel reach down and yank out their butt plugs, causing them to yelp. The two MILFs raise the soiled sex toys to their lips and start cleaning them off, getting a good taste of one of the girls’ assholes before trading off for the other.
“Mmm,” Shania murmurs, savoring the taste on her tongue. “I hope Taylor wins, her ass tastes fucking incredible.”
“I don’t think so,” Jewel replies, licking one of the butt plugs like a lollipop. “Carrie’s ass has a better flavor, almost like a spicy zest to it.”
Both women share a laugh as they position themselves behind the girls, with Jewel behind Carrie and Shania behind Taylor. Squatting slightly to place the tips of their strap-on dildos against the girls’ assholes, which gape open slightly from the butt plugs. The two women glance at each other and, with a grin and an unspoken prompt, lunge forward to sink in the thick plastic shafts into Taylor and Carrie’s bowels. The two young blondes let out identical shrieks as their assholes are speared, and Shania and Jewel clasp their muddy hips and start sodomizing them energetically.
“Wash yourselves, whores!” Shania barks. Taylor and Carrie comply immediately, turning the faucets on and soaking their sponges in water before beginning to scrub the mud from their bodies. The feeling of the fake cocks pistoning in and out of their assholes sends hot waves of pleasure through them, and they moan as their cunts throb with arousal.
“Guess I was wrong,” Jewel pants, her big tits heaving and jiggling as she pounds rhythmically into Carrie. “These bitches don’t have tight asses at all. Look, she’s taking most of my dick in her shithole after only a minute.”
“Taylor is, too,” Shania grunts, sweat dripping from her body. “It feels like she’s taken a lot of cock up here before.” She gives Taylor a slap on the ass for emphasis. “Is that true, slut? You’re just a little anal whore under all that innocence, right?”
“Ye-yes,” Taylor manages to reply, teeth chattering slightly as she washes mud off her tits. The water from the faucet is as cold as it was from the hose, and her nipples stand up hard against the soft, soaking sponge. “I-I’m a bu-buttfucking bitch. A total whore for cocks up my-up my ass.”
“Who fucks you?” Shania asks, moving one of her hands down to push two fingers into the 22-year-old’s cunt. “Who gets to climb inside this sexy ass of yours? Your band?”
“My band,” Taylor gasps, her arousal building. “My manager, the record company people, the recording studio guys—I let them all fuck my ass raw.”
“And how does it feel?” Shania continues, her voice getting lower as she continues pumping Taylor’s cunt and ass simultaneously. “How does it feel, knowing that all these people use your ass to stick their cocks and fingers and God knows what else? Knowing that all your hundreds of fans who come to see you live on stage can see your ass—but none of them know what a dirty little butt slut you are.”
Taylor moans, her head spinning. Over half her body is still covered in mud, and she tries to keep focused on cleaning it off, but Shania’s rampant fucking of her holes and wild dirty talk spur on her approaching climax. Next to her, Carrie can see the younger blonde’s predicament and uses it to her advantage, trying to get clean as fast as she can. Behind her Jewel continues to pound and out of her ass, but not quite as forcefully as before, her attention more focused on Taylor’s predicament. Carrie’s cunt throbs with the approach of her own climax, but being more experienced she holds back from giving into it. Scrubbing the last of the mud off her front, she ducks her head under the stream of cold water, running her fingers through her blonde locks to clean them out.
“What if they did know?” Shania purrs, now using her other hand to grope Taylor’s tits. “What if all your precious fans knew you’d give your asshole to them if they asked? What if they showed you, right in the middle of performing, a bunch of them lining up and fucking your shithole numb in front of everybody? Maybe you could write a song about it. It could be your next Grammy winner: ‘Sodomizing Swifty.’ What do you think of that, huh? What do you think of that, you SLUT?”
As she says this she gives the 22-year-old’s clit a pull while twisting her nipple at the same time. Taylor’s response is an inarticulate scream of pleasure, the sponge dropping onto the ground forgotten as her orgasm slams into her with the force of a hurricane. Her body quakes, her back arching and undulating with her breath coming in hitched gasps for air as Taylor loses herself in an overwhelming climax. Her hands scrabble in the dirt uncontrollably as she feels her cunt spasm and spurt out its juices on the ground below her. Seeing this, Carrie soaks her own sponge in the water once more and hastily scrubs mud from her legs, cleaning off the remainder of her body.
Finally, Taylor’s orgasm gradually winds down, and she regains her senses just in time to see Carrie finishing up. “Oh…oh, no!” she cries out, the extremely satisfied expression on her face changing to dismay.
“I did it!” Carrie shouts in triumph, throwing her sodden, filthy sponge back into the trough, which is more than half full of muddy water.
“You certainly did, slut,” Jewel says, pulling her strap-on out of the blonde’s ass with a wet pop and giving it one final slap for emphasis. Carrie breathes a sigh of relief as the older singer goes to stand in front of Taylor, whose body is still covered in mud from the waist down. Shania pulls out of her ass and moves around also, the two dominant MILFs pointing their soiled strap-ons at Taylor’s lips. “Now clean us off, bitch!” Jewel commands her.
Taylor looks from one to the other, her eyes pleading. “But I…I–”
“You knew the rules,” Shania says firmly. “You still look like a pig that’s been wallowing in his sty, so you might as well act like one. Now suck off these ass-flavored cocks!”
Seeing no other option, Taylor opens her mouth and Shania thrusts her hips forward, pushing her plastic shaft as far as it can go. The full flavor of her own bowels overtakes the 22-year-old’s taste buds, but she continues to clean it off as best as she can. Taylor had done ass-to-mouth before plenty of times, but it seemed like Shania had gone deeper into her asshole than anyone else had before.
“Look at me, Tay,” Shania says softly, one handing gently cupping her cheek. Taylor looks up, her hazel eyes expressing a look of obedience that is somehow both innocent and lustful at the same time. “You look so beautiful right now,” Shania tells her. “Right here, on your knees sucking a fat cock—you’ve never looked more amazing.”
Her loving words make Taylor blush slightly, and her oral administrations slow down, becoming a little more sensual as she cleans off the underside of the strap-on by licking it up and down with her tongue, never breaking eye contact with the brunette singer.
The tender moment is broken by Jewel, who practically pulls Shania’s fake cock from Taylor’s mouth. “Enough of the sappy shit,” she snaps. “It’s my turn now.” She takes Shania’s place and shoves her own filthy strap-on into Taylor’s mouth, pushing it all the way towards her throat. Grasping the younger blonde’s head in her hands, she starts pumping her hips back and forth, essentially skull-fucking Taylor. The taste of Carrie’s ass is totally different from her own and, combined with the repeated attempts of invasion into her gullet by Jewel, causes Taylor to choke and gag, long streamers of spit running across the fake shaft and out past her lips down her chin.
“You know what’s really beautiful?” Jewel says in a half-snarl. “Mouth-fucking your pretty little face, just like this. You let all those fuckers use your ass as a cum dump? I bet your mouth is just a cock rag to them, something to clean their dicks with after tearing your shithole apart.”
“How many dykes have you had up there, hmm?” she continues. “I saw the way you came from Shania’s ass pounding, it looked like you were having a fucking seizure. Do you like being fucked by bitches more, is that it? Are you just a big lezzie slut under all that cock you take? Answer me!” Taylor’s only responses are wet sucking gasps and gags as Jewel continues pumping at her throat.
“Yeah, choke that queer cunt with your cock!” Carrie yells out, sitting back on her haunches, her fingers sliding in and out of her twat as she watches.
Her outburst proves to be a mistake, as Shania rounds on her, all tenderness gone from her face and voice. “Did we say you could talk? AND you’re fingering yourself without our permission? Bad, naughty Carrie!” She grabs Carrie’s wet hair and yanks the squealing blonde forward until her head is over the trough. Shania squats down beside her and uses three fingers to shove up Carrie’s ass, which is still gaping open from her assfucking. As Carrie reacts to the anal invasion Shania dunks her head into the muddy water.
“You don’t talk until we tell you!” Shania says in a loud voice, roughly thrusting her fingers in and out of Carrie’s ass. Arms flailing, Carrie tries to pull her head out of the cold dirty water, but Shania holds her firmly in place, continuing to speak over the sounds of gurgling and splashing. “You don’t move until we tell you! You don’t cum until we MAKE you, and when you do you thank us for the privilege! Is that understood?”
Shania pulls Carrie’s head out of the trough. The blonde singer is soaking with filthy water from her neck up, with much of it matting her hair to her scalp and more of it running down her body. Spitting out water and gasping, Carrie manages to utter “Wha-what—?”
Making a ‘tsk’ noise, Shania dunks her back in, now adding a fourth finger to Carrie’s ass. “I said, is that understood?”
Pulling Carrie out again, the drenched singer’s mind is torn from both the cold water soaking her head and the boiling heat of her oncoming orgasm, which can no longer hold back. “Please, Shania, I…I—”
Her words are cut off as Shania submerges her head a third time, the brunette’s fingers pistoning in and out of Carrie’s ass. Shania curls her thumb inwards, trying to get it inside as well. “Is. That. Under. Stood.” She punctuates each word with a hard thrust of her fingers before pulling Carrie’s head up.
“Yes! Yes, I understand! I’m sorry!” Carrie shouts, desperate lust tinging her voice.
“Good.” With that Shania draws her fingers almost all the way out of her ass before ramming them back in one final time, this time adding her thumb so she fists Carrie’s ass. Carrie arches her back, her tits thrusting outwards as she shrieks out the climax ripping through her system. Her body jerks and shudders, her asshole clenching tight around Shania’s fingers, and her cunt lets loose with a spray of juice that covers the ground in front of her. Shania continues to push her fingers forward, driving Carrie’s orgasmic state even higher as she can feel the digits pushing against the inner walls of her bowels and making her cunt spasm.
Slowly Carrie returns to Earth, her body relaxing, and Shania pulls her fingers free of the blonde’s ass and sucks them clean. “Th-thank you, Mistress,” Carrie says, sweating and out of breath. This causes Shania to laugh. “‘Shania’ is fine, but I like the way you think,” she replies.
She looks over to Jewel, who has discarded her strap-on and made Taylor lie on her back on the ground before sitting on the 22-year-old’s face, her asshole directly on top of he younger blonde’s mouth. Jewel plays with Taylor’s tits lazily, a relaxed smile on her face as she feels Taylor’s tongue lapping at her anal ring, with shivers of pleasure coursing through her as it slips into her body.
“How does she feel?” Shania asks with a knowing grin.
“Fucking amazing,” Jewel replies. “Her tongue is incredible, it’s getting in deeper than I thought. Part of me just wants to take her home and use her mouth like this all the time: watching TV, recording in the studio, eating dinner…hell, maybe even for taking a dump.” This draws a muffled noise from Taylor, and Jewel laughs. “I guess she doesn’t like that idea.”
“I think these two have been good little fuck-pets,” Shania says, rubbing Carrie’s back gently as Carrie continues to recover from her intense climax. Her asshole feels like its been split wide open (which it has, still gaping from the fist she took) and briefly she wonders if it’ll ever close back up. “What do you say we treat them to something?”
“What did you have in mind?”
Shania nods her head towards the horse stable. “In there. I’ve got…a few things for these two sluts.”
Somewhat reluctantly, Jewel raises herself off of Taylor’s mouth and stands up, as does Shania. Taking the leashes, the two MILFs lead Taylor and Carrie to the horse stable, the girls’ hearts beating fast with nervousness and anticipation as to what could be in store for them.
Inside the stable are eight men sitting around on stools or on the straw-covered floor, all of them naked and with thick, hard cocks between their legs. They stand as the Shania and Jewel enter, leading the two fuck-pets. Shania and Jewel detach the leashes. “All right, guys, we’ve got two prime pieces of ass to stick your dickmeats into,” Shania says to the men. “Have fun with them—and make sure they cum with your cocks in one of their holes.”
She and Jewel step back as the men surround the girls, crouching down and groping their tits and cunts. One of them gets his cock in Carrie’s mouth and she begins sucking on it, her tongue lapping the veiny underside of his shaft. Another man kneels behind her and starts tonguing her ass, licking up and down her crack before digging into her bunghole. The wet tongue sliding up her abused backside feels good, and Carrie arches her back downward instinctively, sticking her ass out further to get the guy’s tongue in deeper.
Next to her Taylor is sucking on two cocks, alternating between each one as both men try to get their dicks as deep in her mouth as they can. A third man is getting jerked off expertly with both hands while a fourth kneels behind her and positions his cock at the entrance to her cunt. He fucks in slowly, relishing the sensation. “Goddamn, her pussy’s tight!” he says. “Her asshole may be a fucking train wreck from all the dick she’s taken up it, but her cunt’s wrapping around my cock like a glove!”
Taylor moans in delight at the feeling of her pussy getting pumped with steely cock, the guy fucking deeper into her body with each thrust. Though she wasn’t a virgin by any means she normally didn’t take many men up her quim, in the hopes that it would retain much of its snugness on the occasions when it was filled, thus add to the pleasurable sensations she’d get. This was much better than having a loose-lipped, worn-out cunt that would have required baseball bats to get off. Taylor can feel her arousal building, her clit throbbing for release as the guy fucks her at a steady pace.
Meanwhile the man Carrie has been blowing changes positions, now lying on his back on the ground. Carrie straddles his hips and poises her twat over his cock, sinking down upon it with a look of bliss. He reaches up and plays with her tits, rolling her nipples with his thumbs as she starts riding him, bouncing up and down his cock. Two guys stand near her head, one on either side of her, and she leans over to take one cock in her mouth, her hands stroking the other’s shaft and cupping his balls.
Shania and Jewel sit back on their stools and watch the show intently, both women fingering themselves. Jewel is leaking a steady stream of cunt juice over her fingers, and they make a wet, sloppy noise as she pulls them out of her gash. Absently sticking them in her mouth and sucking on them for a minute, she says to her companion. “Damn, this is hot.”
Shania nods mutely, watching as the guy cunt-fucking Taylor pulls out with a audible pop and thrusts into her ass in the same motion. Pumping in and out for a few moments he withdraws and replaces his cock back in Taylor’s cunt, fucking it again for a bit before starting the cycle over.
“Think we should join in?” she asks.
“I thought you’d never ask,” Jewel replies with a smile. She stands up and walks over to the small group surrounding Taylor. Choosing the man not being orally or anally serviced by the 22-year-old, she places her hand on his shoulder and turns him around, leaning in to kiss him passionately. The two of them make out heavily for a minute, his hands cupping her ass while hers jack his dick. Breaking the kiss with a hungry look in her eyes, Jewel makes him back up against the wall, her hands still wrapped around his shaft. Removing her hands to place on the wall for balance she raises her leg in the air, spreading her pussy lips open as she does so, and he holds it up with one hand without prompt. Raising her hips slightly up, Jewel positions her soaking cunt at the tip of his cock before moving forward and letting the first few inches slide into her body. The man gets his other arm around her waist and pulls her down even further onto his dick, and both of them moan in pleasure.
Now securely mounted on his cock, she releases the wall and holds onto his neck. He does the rest, letting go of her leg to wrap both around her waist to lift and lower her up and down his shaft. Jewel starts kissing him again, pushing her tongue into his mouth eagerly, her body held off the ground only by his strong arms and his manhood.
Shania, meanwhile, lies down on the ground with legs spread wide. The man not currently getting pleasured by Carrie kneels between them and spears the woman’s cunt with one push. He fucks her in earnest, her experienced twat taking him deep within a few minutes, and soon his balls are slapping against her labia.
Taylor’s sodomizer buries himself in her ass and grips her by the waist, with the blonde singer squealing as he pulls her over and on top of him as he lies back on the ground. Her legs are wide open, showing off her glistening twat and her well-used asshole alternatively engulfing and disgorging the thick shaft. One of the men she’d been blowing sees his opportunity and moves in, getting between her legs and placing his cock at her labia before pushing in steadily. Although Taylor has done double penetration before (and only a few times at that) the sight of two cocks invading both of her holes combined with feeling both shafts through the thin membrane separating them always sends her mind into overdrive.
“Oh fuck—FUCK!” she screams as her climax touches down with the force of a bomb. Her skin flushes red, her toes curl, and her body shakes as her orgasm rips through her. Both her asshole and cunt spasm and clench around the organs pumping into them, sending bolts of pleasure through the men. The man in her ass holds back his own climax for dear life, not wanting to come just yet. The other man can’t help it; her twat practically grips his cock so he can’t move, and seeing the pretty, innocent-looking teenage superstar act like a total whore and cumming from his dick drives him over the edge also.
“Aahhh, Jesus!” he moans, his heart pounding in his ears as he feels his load of hot semen boil over from his balls and blast through his shaft into Taylor’s warm, welcoming cunt. The spurts are fitful, but each one feels like he’s shooting a bucketful of jism into her.
Carrie has bent forward, taking another cock up her ass to fuck alongside the one in her cunt in a double penetration of her own. She goes one step further than Taylor, however, greedily sucking on a third cock in her mouth, her squeals of pleasure muffled around the meat. After a few minutes the men in her ass and mouth switch ends, and Carrie eagerly takes the ass-flavored dick on her tongue, swirling it around the shaft before capturing it between her lips.
The man Taylor’s blowing pulls his dick from her mouth, the spit-soaked shaft slapping wetly on her cheek and leaving a trail of saliva. He moves away from Taylor to Jewel, standing behind her as she continues to get her cunt fucked. The man plunging in and out of her cunt pauses, holding her steady as the second man eases his cock into Jewel’s asshole. “Ohhhh, shit, that’s so good,” Jewel moans, her eyes closed and her expression one of ecstasy as she feels her colon expanding around the thick meat digging into her body. “Your cock is sliding in so easily—it must be fucking drenched from being in that bitch’s mouth.” The two men start fucking her holes in unison, both thick shafts sliding into her holes at the same time, and within minutes Jewel throws her head back and wails as her orgasm overtakes her, and her body quakes between the two men. The man fucking her cunt suckles on her large tits, increasing her pleasure.
Having milked the last drops of semen into her willing pussy, the guy withdraws from Taylor’s cunt and moves away to sit back on the floor, catching his breath. This allows Taylor’s sodomizer to increase his pace, and he does so, grasping her by her inner thighs and pulling her onto his cock while raising his hips at the same time. Taylor’s assfuck becomes wild and frenetic as the man’s cock bottoms out in her experienced shit-chute, his balls slapping loudly against her stretched anal ring. The 22-year-old’s whole body shakes with the jackhammer-like thrusting and she is screaming herself hoarse as the constant ass-pounding sets off an endless string of orgasms, with cunt juice squirting liberally from her twat.
It isn’t long before he reaches climax, and he pulls Taylor down on his cock and holds her there, his ass lifted up off the ground as he wordlessly shouts out his orgasm, his cock spewing semen deep into Taylor’s ass. His hips jerk upward for a few moments, as though the intensity of his orgasm threatens to pull him bodily into Taylor’s sperm-laden bowels before, finally, it reaches its conclusion and he collapses back down onto the floor, with Taylor lying on top of him. Both of them are sweaty and panting from exhaustion, with matching expressions of dazed satisfaction.
Carrie feels the cock in her mouth start twitching and pulsing as the man groans, his breath quickening. Sensing his climax, she backs off on his dick until only the head remains past her lips before sucking hard, her cheeks hollowing a bit with the effort as she flicks the tip of her tongue up and down his piss-slit.
All the blood drains from the man’s face, and he grits his teeth, making guttural noises from his throat as his cum rockets up from his balls, through his shaft, and into Carrie’s waiting mouth. Carrie feels the first few warm shots of semen hose across her tongue and teeth, streaking the inside of her mouth, and she quickly pulls his spurting cock from her mouth with one hand, jerking him fast as she directs the rest of his heavy load onto her face. More streamers of sperm splatter her cheeks, nose, and forehead as Carrie looks the man straight in the eye, keeping her mouth open so he can see the cum collected in her mouth. The man can hardly breathe, feeling as though every drop of fluid in his body is being drained out of his cock in reverence to the gorgeous blonde in front of him. His eyes remain locked onto the gorgeous country singer’s brown ones, and though she continues to get double penetrated by two other men, her cum-covered face holds an expression of grateful pleasure that he somehow feels is meant for him alone.
His balls have seemingly given up their last bit of semen, yet his cock continues to jerk and throb in orgasm, sending jolts of pleasure through his body, and he feels himself getting lightheaded, dimly wondering if his climax will ever end. Carrie continues to stroke his cock at a fast pace, not even slowing down even though no more cum is coming out. Still maintaining eye contact, she winks at him before darting her sperm-sprayed tongue out to lap at the sensitive underside of his cockhead. He gasps like a drowning man, feeling his lower muscles strain as, incredibly, a final few drops of cum are squeezed out from his dick onto her tongue. Carrie withdraws her tongue and closes her mouth, slowing down her hand on his shaft before giving the head a soft kiss and releasing his overworked, exhausted cock. Now free, the man staggers back a couple of steps before practically collapsing on the ground, a dazed look on his face.
Carrie swallows the cum in her mouth before licking her lips. Her cunt is on fire, and she badly needs the release. She looks down at the man plumbing the depths of her twat. “C’mon,” she says in a low hiss, hoping Shania and Jewel won’t hear her “breaking the rules” and decide to discipline her for it. “Make me cum! Make this horny motherfucking bitch cum!” She illustrates her need by squeezing her cunt muscles around his shaft, almost stopping him in mid-thrust before starting to grind her hips on him. Carrie leans down, her breasts pressing against his chest. “Your dick feels so good digging into my wet, slutty fuckhole,” she whispers into his ear. “Don’t you want to feel me cumming all over your cock like some hot fucking porn star? I know I want to feel YOU cumming in me—feeling all your jizz shooting deep into my twat, mmmm, it’s gonna feel so warm inside of me. Let’s get off together, so I can feel you draining your balls in my cumming pussy. I’ll feel like such a dirty little slut.”
Her nasty talk in his ear combined with her clasping pussy and undulating hips are more than enough to get him to the breaking point, and he grunts as he loses control, his cock starting to cum fitfully into her body. The first spurt of warm semen sets Carrie off, and she lets out a loud moan, clasping his shoulders to steady herself as her climax explodes through her system. The muscles in her body spasm wildly from her orgasm and, incredibly, this allows the man fucking her ass to cum as well, his cock buried in her clenching asshole. He grabs her asscheeks and pushes himself as deep as he can into her bowels before unleashing his balljuice, breathing heavily as he drains his cum within. Carrie coos in pleasure at the feeling of both holes being flooded with semen.
By the wall Jewel continues to be eagerly double-fucked, with two sets of balls slapping against her skin. The man in her ass, sensing his orgasm, pulls out of her bowels and quickly moves back over to Taylor. Kneeling down, he directs her head to his cock, and she sucks on him obligingly, cleaning Jewel’s ass juices from his shaft. He fucks himself against the inside of her mouth, making her cheek bulge with his meat, before withdrawing and jerking his dick hard for a few moments. Grunting, streamers of pearly-white semen explode from his piss-slit onto her face, streaking her cheeks and forehead. Taylor sticks out her tongue to catch some of his load, and she swallows it down as he milks the last of his cum across her nose.
Meanwhile the man still fucking Jewel hits his limit and cums, holding her in place as his floods her slick inner walls with sperm. She has her climax also and she leans in close, clamping her mouth on his neck as her body shudders in his arms. His strength falters and he sinks to the ground, still holding Jewel. At the same time Shania and her man are also cumming, with the guy pulling out and jacking off all over her tits and stomach while she massages her clit furiously, cunt juice sprinkling over her fingers.
Everyone relaxes for a few minutes, trying to cool themselves down from the intensely hot orgy. Finally Jewel raises her head and looks over at Carrie and Taylor, who haven’t moved from lying on top of their men, completely exhausted from the day’s events. “I think are two little fuck-pets are all worn out,” she says to Shania, who remains on her back looking up at the ceiling, her chest rising and falling with each breath.
“Can’t say I blame them,” Shania replies, slowly getting to her feet and stretching her muscles. “Why don’t we give these two a bath—a proper bath—and put them to bed?”
“Only if we can join them,” Jewel says, feeling her own fatigue.
Shania nods, and Jewel stands shakily. The men also rise, with two of them cradling Taylor and Carrie (who are half-asleep at this point) in their arms. The group heads out of the stable towards the farmhouse. Pulling open the door, Jewel goes inside, the men following behind. Shania is the last to enter, shutting the door behind her.
THE END

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The Shaman 4

This is a continuation of the Shaman series, and the events won’t make total sense unless you read the earlier parts of the series. I revised this to reduce the size of the paragraphs. Paragraphs are supposed to start with a change in the speaker, with a change of characters or subject, but it didn’t work so I added paragraphs also at a natural pause in the flow of action. I hope you like it.

Fantasy

The Devil’s Pact Chapter 12: Aftermath

The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
Copyright 2013
Chapter Twelve: Aftermath
“You fucking whore!” Allison yelled at Sister Louise and swung the wooden spoon in her hand hard, smacking it across Sister Louise’s pale ass.
“Please stop!” Sister Louise begged in pain. “Please, it hurts! Ahhh!” Another wooden spoon smacked her ass, swung by Desiree. “Please, God, save your servant!” Smack! Allison hit her ass and Sister Louise moaned in pain. Smack! Desiree hit her ass. Smack!
The living room was a mess. Furniture lay strewn about, the carpet was sticky with blood from Korina and Desiree’s wounds. Korina was lying on her back while Fiona pressed a towel to her left arm, staunching the blood from her bullet wound. Chasity was talking in her radio. The police officer was still topless, although she had recovered her gun from when Sister Louise made her drop it. Xiu was in the kitchen, attending to her bleeding nose. Apparently, Mary landed a nice kick while they were struggling and Xiu’s nose appeared broken. Violet huddled in the corner, the teenager hugging herself and watching the nun get beat with dull eyes.
I sat on the recliner, my head aching from the rolling pin Korina had cracked across my skull while under the control of Sister Louise. Mary sat across my lap, hugging me tightly as we watched Allison and Desiree take turns spanking the nun’s ass with wooden spoons. The nun was bent over the arm of the couch and the air was filled with wood smacking flesh and the nun’s grunts and yelps of pain. Her ass was slowly turning into a mass of red welts.
Smack! “Oh, please stop, please!” Smack! “It hurts, it hurts! Mercy, please God, Mercy!” Smack! “Please!”
The bitch deserved it. She tried to steal our powers and take our sluts from us. And spanking was only the beginning.
Smack! “Stop!” Smack! “I’m sorry, please stop!” Smack!
“The ambulance will be here in three minutes, sir” Chasity reported. She was our newest sex slave. Before the nun attacked us, I thought it would be prudent to have some bodyguards. I pictured a cadre of sexy women would be perfect, but after Louise so effortlessly took control of our sluts, I wasn’t so sure anymore.
I kissed Mary’s wrist, right above her scrapes. “I gotta head off the police and medics. Make sure they understand what’s going on.”
“Yeah,” Mary said, flatly. There was a distant look in her eyes, like she was off somewhere else.
“You okay, Mare?”
She sighed. “Just tired.”
“It’ll be okay, Mare,” I told her, kissing her on the forehead.
“Sure, it will,” she whispered, and tears started to brim in her eyes. “Until the next nun comes.”
“We defeated this one, we can defeat the next one,” I told her, trying to sound like I believed it. “We’re better than them. And we have Lilith.”
Mary nodded, wiping at her tears and trying to appear convinced, but I could still see lingering fear in her eyes. “Okay, Mark. Let’s go talk to the police.”
She slipped off my lap and helped me stand up. I swayed a bit, still a little dazed from the blow to my head. Mary slipped her arm around my waist to support me and together we walked outside as the sound of sirens grew in the distant. It was still light outside, the sun just starting to set. It was hard to believe that from the time I walked through the door and was attacked to now was only twenty or so minutes. It seemed like hours ago when I laid in pain on the floor as that nun rode my cock, trying to get me to cum so she could take my powers. It was just so damned normal outside. Our entire world had just been turned upside down and yet out on the street, everything seemed the same. Up the street, a man mowed his lawn. On the porch next door a woman dressed in a business jacket and skirt smoked a cigarette, sitting on a porch swing. An elderly couple walking their two dogs.
Sirens grew in the distance and a Puyallup patrol car was the first emergency vehicle to race up the road, parking next to Chasity’s cruiser. Two more patrol cars quickly followed and more cops spilled out. I waved them over and greeted them friendly. “Officers, I’m Mark Glassner and this is Mary Sullivan. Anything we do is perfectly legal. If anyone approaches you and says ‘I serve Mark Glassner’ or ‘I serve Mary Sullivan’ you will do whatever they say.”
The three cops nodded. “Okay, Mr. Glassner,” the elder of the trio said. His hair was graying and he had white chevron stripes on his sleeve. I guess he was a sergeant.
“Okay, there’s a woman with a gunshot in the arm. The woman who shot her is Louise Afra and is being disciplined inside. I will keep custody of her and make sure she’s punished.”
The sergeant didn’t even blink. “Absolutely, Mr Glassner.” Another wave of dizziness rolled through me and I stumbled a bit and Mary grunted as she steadied me. “Are you all right, sir?” the sergeant asked.
“I’m fine,” I muttered.
“He got hit in the head,” Mary butted in.
Chasity walked out of the house, still topless. “Officer Vinter, where is the rest of your uniform,” the sergeant spluttered. The other two cops eyed her appreciatively, smiling and elbowing each other.
Chasity blushed. “Mark’s orders, Sgt. Kelly.”
“It’s okay for Chasity, or any woman who’s beautiful, to go topless or even totally nude,” Mark told the cops.
“Absolutely,” one of the cops, a lean Asian in his late twenties, said while he leered at Chasity.
“The prisoner is still being disciplined,” Chasity said. “Is there anything else, Sir?”
“So, Mark, why don’t you introduce me,” Mary said, eying Chasity.
“Right,” I answered. “Mary, this is Chasity, she’s going to be one of our bodyguards, or at least she will if we can figure out a way to protect the sluts from being dominated by one of these nuns.”
Mary reached out and fingered Chasity’s nipple. “So, you’re my slut now?”
Chasity shuddered in pleasure. “Yes, mam.”
The ambulance arrived followed by a red, fire truck. More neighbors were gathering on their porches and driveways to watch the events. The ambulance drivers and firefighters gathered their equipment and walked up. I ordered them to ignore anything weird going on in the house. Several started to work on Korina’s gunshot, while another check me out, shining a light into my eyes, and asking me questions. Korina was loaded into the ambulance to be taken to Good Sam for surgery. Xiu and I were recommended to go to the ER to be check out. Two more cops arrived while I was being examined and that was two more cops under my orders. It wouldn’t be long before the entire Puyallup Police Department was under my orders.
Then the first of the news crews arrived. I shouldn’t be surprised that an officer involved shooting in a rich neighborhood would attract the news. And that drew the Chief of Police, an iron hard man in his fifties, with gray hair and whip-thin frame. He looked in better shape than some of his officers in their thirties. His uniform was clearly the dress blues of the Puyallup Police Department, with silver piping, epaulet with silver eagles, and various medals decorated his chest.
“Chief Hayward,” I greeted. He had a firm handshake. I gave him the standard instructions and led him into the house.
Allison and Desiree were still vigorously spanking Louise, who’s ass was solid red with welts. Desiree was naked, having removed her ruined maid’s outfit, her nut brown skin had a sheen of sweat and her heavy breasts bounced and jiggled as she swung her wooden spoon. Teenage Allison was a fair skinned, petite girl with generous sized breasts, although not as large as Desiree’s. She was wearing her maid’s outfit, bodice so transparent her hard nipples and silver barbell piercings were easily visible. She was bent over slightly, her short, ruffled skirt hiked up to expose the many petticoats underneath as well as just the bottom of her pert ass.
Fiona walked in from the kitchen, naked. Apparently, Louise had interrupted the sluts shopping trip and they didn’t get any of the maid outfits or other slutty clothing as we told them to get. Fiona remember her orders, though, and must have stripped naked while the medics worked on Korina. She was curvy Irish gal with strawberry-blonde hair that was pulled back in a ponytail. She could almost be Mary’s sister, both had freckled faces and breasts, although Fiona’s tits were a cup-size larger, and both had fiery pubic hair, Mary’s waxed save for a heart-shaped patch above her pussy while Fiona’s was a mass of wild, red hair.
Violet was curled up on the recliner Mary and I had vacated, still clothed. Her hair was messed up, locks escaping her pig tails, and she had several scratches on her arm from Allison wrestling her to the ground. “Slut!” Mary barked at Violet. “You’re in the house and not naked!”
“Sorry, Mistress!” Violet gasped, the blood draining from her face. She quickly pulled off her black dress and started to pull off her knee socks with garters encircling her slim thighs when Mary stopped her.
“Uhhhmm, you look delicious with those on,” Mary purred, eying the teenage girl’s slim body. Her breasts were small, just budding with small nipples. A curly bush of brown hair covered her tight cunt. Mary bent her over the other arm of the same sofa that Louise was bent over and smacked Violet’s ass, hard.
“One,” Violet gasped, “thank you, Mistress.” Every time Mary smacked her ass, Violet counted aloud and thanked her. Mary enjoyed disciplining the sluts, and I enjoyed watching, or I would if I didn’t have this pounding headache. Between spankings, Mary would caress her ass and pussy, and Violet was visibly aroused by the fifth spanking, rubbing herself against the couch arm.
“Fiona, why don’t you get to know, Chief Hayward,” I ordered as the chief sat down in one of the reclining chairs. Fiona smiled and before the chief could react, draped her naked form across his lap and kissed him on the lips. The chief was flustered and I could see a gold wedding band on his finger. But he didn’t object after a moment. The old guy probably hasn’t had a naked twenty-year old on his lap in thirty years.
“You’re going to keep the prisoner?” Chief Hayword asked, glancing over at Louise. He seemed uncomfortable at her treatment.
“Yeah.”
“What am I supposed to tell the reporters, or the DA?”
I thought for a minute. “Have the DA call me if he has any concerns. As for the news reports, tell them that a Louise Afra is being detained for attempted murder and breaking and entering.” That way, whoever sent Louise would now she failed. Hopefully, it would make them cautious.
The chief frowned, but nodded his head. “Okay, Mr. Glassner.”
“So, Chief Hayword,” I said. “I’m going to need a group of officers to provide protection for Mary and I, and our sluts.”
“I think that might be arranged,” the Chief said as Fiona begin kissing at his neck. His hand had found her plump breast and hard nipple. “How many?”
I had thought about that. I figured three eight-hour shifts with two officers would require six for a day, so double that should be enough. “Twelve.”
The Chief frowned. “That’s a lot of manpower. That’s almost an entire patrol shift.”
“Well, they also have to young, attractive women, like Officer Vinter,” I said, pointing to Chasity.
Smack! “Nine, thank you Mistress!” purred Violet.
“There’s maybe two more officers that I have that fit the bill,” Chief Hayword said.
I frowned. Fuck, I didn’t think about that. I thought for a moment, then asked, “Well, is there anyway we can get a meeting with other police departments?”
Smack! “Thirteen, thank you Mistress!”
“Yeah,” the Chief said, nodding. “There’s a board meeting for LESA in a two days. All Chiefs of Police in Pierce County and the Sheriff will be there.”
“Lisa? What’s that?”
“The local law enforcement pools their resources for things like 911 operators and radio dispatchers. The Law Enforcement Support Agency, or LESA, takes care of that. All the Chief of Police and the County Sheriff sit on the board.”
Smack! “Fifteen, thank you Mistress!”
I nodded. That would work if we could figure out a way to make the sluts immune to these nuns. “Okay, I’ll be there.” I shook his hand. “Have fun with Fiona,” I said with a smile.
“Er, yeah,” Chief Hayward said, looking embarrassed.
“We’re going to have lots of fun, Master,” Fiona purred. “His cock feels so hard in his pants. I bet you haven’t had a hot chick in years.”
“My wife is very beautiful,” the Chief said.
“Not as beautiful as me,” Fiona challenged.
“No,” Hayward whispered and Fiona smiled wickedly.
“Twenty, thank you Mistress!”
“Any of your officers is free to fuck any of the sluts save for Violet.” I told the chief. Mary who just had finished disciplining Violet, looked questioningly at me. “My cock’s the only one that’s been up her cunt, I want it to stay that way,” I told her.
“Oh, thank you Master,” Violet cooed.
Mary smacked her ass again. “Don’t think you’re any better than the other sluts, just less used. So, can I finally take you to the hospital, hun? I want to make sure Korina didn’t scramble your brains.”
“Fine, fine,” I said. “Sluts, you can stop disciplining the bitch, for now.” I walked over to Louise, and gripped her face hard in my hand, twisting her face to stare up at me. “Cunt, you’re the property of Mary and I now. You will obey the commands of every one of our sluts.”
Mary spat in her face. “You will only go by Sister Cuntrug!” Mary ordered.
“Y-yes,” Sister Cuntrag stammered, tears streaming down her face.
Mary slapped her face, hard. “You address me as Mistress, Cuntrag!”
“Sorry, Mistress!”
I walked around Sister Cuntrag and stared at her red ass and furry pussy that peaked out between her thighs. I unzipped my pants and pulled my hard cock out and smacked her ass, enjoying her moan of pain. And then I slid my cock down her ass and between her legs and shoved it up her cunt. She was dry and she screamed in pain as I rammed it up her. Her cunt was rough on my dick.
“Mark, I thought we were going to the hospital,” Mary objected.
“Just let me rape the bitch, Mare,” I panted, fucking Cuntrag hard.
“Fine, hun,” Mary sighed. She pressed her body against my side and kissed me. “Don’t take too long.” Then she disappeared into the kitchen to get Xiu.
“Rape her, Master!” cooed Allison. Desiree had wrapped her arms around Allison and was fingering the slut beneath her skirt, as Desiree watched in satisfaction.
Violet sat on the other arm of the couch, watching wide eyed, her legs were spread and she pinched her clit gently. Chasity leaned against the corner of the couch, watching in fascination as she slowly rubbed her crotch against the corner, masturbating on the couch. Her breast swayed with her rhythm.
I grasped Cuntrag’s hips and just slammed into her hard and deep. She was sobbing, wiggling her ass, trying to escape my cock. “Why are you fighting, whore!” I demanded in anger. “This is what you wanted! You came here to get my cock up her nasty twat and shoot my cum inside you! Why aren’t you happy!”
“Please!” begged Sister Cuntrag, “Please stop! I’m sorry! Let me go, I won’t tell anyone, I promise!”
“Fuck that!” I moaned. “You’re mine, now! So you better learn to like having my cock up her cunt! Now, beg for my cum!”
“P-please! C-um inside me!”
“You can do better, whore!”
“Cum inside my n-nasty, dirty c-cunt!” she stammered. “Fill me up with your thick cum, Master!”
“Here you go!” I moaned. “Here it cums!” My cock flooded her dry pussy with cum. I pulled my cock out of her swollen pussy, white sperm leaking out. Cuntrag sobbed quietly.
Mary was back and slapped Cuntrag’s face. “Good little sluts thank their Master when he gives them his cum!”
“T-thank you, Master,” Cuntrag cried.
“Chasity, go throw Sister Cuntrag into the a closet,” I ordered as I put away my cock. “Then you sluts will start cleaning up, unless any cop wants a taste of your snatches. Desiree, the carpet probably needs replacing, so start making calls. When you’re finished, there’s a bunch of duffel bags in my car, take them down to the basement and start counting the money.”
“Yes, Master,” Allison and Desiree said together and then giggled. The naughty sluts were looking forward to having some cop dicks up their twats.
Fiona didn’t answer, she was too busy, having already fished out the Chief’s cock and was slowly riding him. Mary smacked her ass. “Did you hear the orders, slut?”
“Oh, yes,” Fiona moaned, riding the Chief’s cock.
I grabbed Violet and whispered, “Get the camcorder and film the Chief with Fiona.” It couldn’t hurt to have some blackmail, just in case.
Mary kissed all the sluts farewell. On the way to the car, I gave the cops the word there were free cunts inside for their uses. I always believed in supporting the boys in blue. Then Mary, Xiu, and I got in Mary’s Eos. Xiu nose had stopped bleeding and she had cleaned up the blood. Her face was starting to swell, and her nose was a little crooked. Mary started her car up and back out of the driveway, threading through the cop cars. The firetruck and ambulance had already left, leaving six police vehicles. Passing two news vans setting up at the end of the street.
“Do you know what happened to Lilith?” Mary asked, as we drove away. I frowned and realized I hadn’t seen the demoness since the cops arrived.
“I’m here,” a sultry voice purred.
Mary jumped, glancing in her mirror, and the car swerved. Lilith was sitting in the back of the car next to Xiu. She was dressed in that same tight, red dress that was so gauzy it did nothing to hide her lush body beneath. Her silver hair had a wild, tossed looked like she had just been fucked hard in bed. Desire filled the car, and my cock hardened painfully in my pants.
“I choose to retreat to the shadows,” Lilith purred. “I detest the mortal world.”
Mary nodded, and swallowed. She seemed very uncomfortable with Lilith present. “We need to talk when we return from the hospital. Wait for us up in the master bedroom,” Mary said, sounding painfully unsure she could actually command Lilith.
Lilith smiled, a hungry, predatory smile. “As you wish, Mistress.”
“Wait, this won’t count as a boon?” I asked.
“Oh, no,” Lilith said. “I have to exercise power for it to be a boon. Healing Desiree or breaking that nun’s powers. But talking, or other bedroom activities,” she archly said, “why they require no power at all.”
And then she was gone. Xiu gasped and there was a wet, sloshing sound and I realized Xiu was masturbating. Lilith exuded sex and lust, infecting everyone around her. My cock was painfully hard and I could see Mary’s nipples tenting her white blouse and her face flushed with desire. She licked her lips and glanced at my crouch.
“You better not stain the leather,” Mary warned as Xiu was frantically frigging herself.
“I won’t, Mistress,” Xiu panted, her voice nasally from her broken nose. A tangy musk permeated the air as Xiu pleasure herself. The only sound in the car was the squelching of her fingers plunging into her wet cunt and the soft moans of pleasure that escaped her mouth. In a few minutes, she was mewing softly and writhing on the leather seat.
“Did you have a nice one?” Mary asked.
“Oh, yes Mistress,” Xiu purred.
“Good, because when we get to the hospital, we’re going into the ladies room and you’re going to finger me. You got me all horny, slut!”
“Oh, absolutely, Mistress,” Xiu said excitedly.
“Hey, what about me?” I protested. My cock was rock hard from Lilith, and listening to Xiu frig herself hadn’t helped.
“Oh, poor stallion,” Mary said, patting my bulge. “You heard the medic, you need to stay away from too much activity.”
“I’m fine,” I protested. “I don’t need to see the doctor. The headache’s almost gone and the nausea’s passed.”
Mary glared at me. “Just humor me, hun.”
“Okay, okay,” I told her. “I’m only doing this because I love you so much”
Mary glare melted into a smile. She stopped at a light and bent over to kiss me on the lip. “Fine, you can join us.”
“Thanks, Mare.”
A few minutes later we reached Good Samaritan Hospital in Puyallup. Mary parked by the new ER entrance. Good Sam had remolded since I was last here, and the ER entrances was no longer a cramped area that the ambulances could barely fit in. Mary got out of the car and grabbed Xiu’s hand and pulled her excitedly into the hospital. Mary was so excited she didn’t even turn the car off. I shut the engine off and locked her car.
I followed the girls into the hospital. The waiting room was empty. I looked around and spotted bathroom doors and walked over. From the ladies room I could just hear the soft sighs of a woman’s pleasure. I opened the door. It was a small, single person bathroom. Mary was leaning back into the wall while Xiu was pressed up against her. Xiu was vigorously fingering her pussy underneath her skirt. Mary cooed in pleasure and smiled happily at me. Mary slid her hand down Xiu’s slim ass and pulled up her white, rose printed skirt, exposing a naked, Asian ass.
Smiling, I locked the door and pulled out my cock, and took a few steps to the girls. I spread Xiu’s ass, found her tight, puckered asshole and shoved my cock up into her bowels. Xiu started to moan in pain that slowly turned to pleasure as my cock bottomed out in her tight, dry ass. “Oh, Master! Fuck my dirty ass! Hurt me with you big cock! Oh, fuck!” Xiu liked it rough, got off on the pain.
“Is that your cunt getting my thigh wet?” Mary asked Xiu.
“Sorry, Mistress,” Xiu apologized. “But Master’s cock hurts so deliciously in my ass.”
“Keep fingering me, slut!” Mary hissed, pulling Xiu’s nipple hard. “After we cum, you’re going to lick your juices off my thighs.”
“Oh, yes Mistress,” Xiu moaned happily.
I was enjoying Xiu ass, enjoying her gasps of pain and pleasure. I reached out my right hand and slipped up under Mary’s blouse, sliding up her silky skin and found her firm breast. “Ohh, that feels nice,” Mary murmured as I gently played with her hard nipple.
“It always does,” I said, enjoying her pert breast.
“Is that slut’s ass making your cock feel good?” Mary purred.
“So good!” I moaned. “I’m going to cum deep in her slutty ass.”
I grunted and came hard in Xiu’s slutty ass. I fucked her hard a few more times, shooting several burst of cum up her ass. Xiu fingers were frigging Mary’s cunt hard, the room filled wet squelches as Xiu’s fingers fucked in and out of her hole. Mary gasped and panted as she came on Xiu’s fingers, pulling on the sluts nipple hard. Xiu screamed, her ass tightening on my cock, as her orgasm ripped through her body.
Xiu knelt down and licked her girl-cum off Mary’s thigh and then licked my cock clean of her ass. I made out of with Mary as her cock cleaning turned into a blowjob. She kept gasping in pain from her broken nose, but she probably was getting off on that. Mary’s tongue played with mine as we kissed, and my hand slid down her body and found her cunt wet and hot. I slipped two fingers up inside her, fucking her slowly while I rubbed her clit with the heel of my palm.
This was heaven. Kissing my love while a slut sucked my cock. Anger spiked inside me. That bitch, Sister Cuntrag, wanted to take this away from me. From us. Mary was kissing me hard and I felt her body tremble in my arms. Knowing I just gave my love an orgasm sent me over the edge and I shot several hard blasts of cum into Xiu’s sucking mouth.
Mary smiled. “That was great, but we’ve played enough. You need to go see a doctor, mister.”
“Yeah,” I breathed as Xiu sucked the last few gobs of cum out of my dick. We straitened our clothes and left the bathroom and went to check-in with the ER nurse.
Even with my powers, getting to see a doctor still required a lot of paperwork. Sure, I got the nurse to skip us to the head of the line, but my wrist felt numb by the time I filled out all the paperwork. No one in the waiting room looked like they were dying, so what was the harm. So after Xiu and I filled out our medical histories, a Muslim nurse in pink scrubs and a colorful headscarf; a swirl of crimson, gold, and silver threads, led Mary and I to an exam room while Xiu was taken to a separate room.
Nurse Thamina led us to a typical examine room: hospital bed, sink, locked shelves, stool on wheels. The entire walk she kept glancing at Mary, her dark eyes dewy with desire. Once we were in the room, she started chatting with Mary as she took my vitals. She had a sultry, Arabic accent. I may not have even been in the room the way Thamina flirted shamelessly with my fiancee. She had to take my blood pressure twice, so into Mary that she forgot to write the first results down. Mary’s wish to have all women desire her was as strong as ever.
My vitals taken, Thamina put my chart in a holder outside the exam room and then spent a considerable time gently cleaning Mary’s scrapes from the handcuffs. She gently stroked my fiancee’s wrist and hands. Then, she spent more time rubbing some ointment into her wrist. Mary reached up and caressed the nurses dusky cheek and winked me and then pulled the nurse down for a kiss. The nurse settled into Mary’s lap and the pair kissed passionately. Mary’s hand slipped under Thamina’s scrubs, sliding up her torso to grope the nurse’s tit. My cock grew hard and I freed it from my jeans and gently stroked it while I watched them kiss.
“Hi, I’m Dr. Klerk,” a woman said, barging into the exam room while staring at my charts. Nurse Thamina froze in Mary’s arms for a moment, but Mary’s was undeterred and kept kissing the woman.
“I’m Mark, and don’t be concerned about my fiancee making out with your nurse,” I told her, continuing to stroke my cock. The doctor was a short blonde with a heart-shaped face and big, blue eyes.
The doctor glanced at the two woman and blinked then shrugged her shoulders and turned back to me. “So, Mark, you bumped your head?” Then she saw me stroking my cock and flushed. “Sir, what are you doing?”
“I need to cum, so suck my cock, doc!”
The blonde doctor dropped the chart and bent down, sucking my cock into her mouth. She sucked greedily, her tongue roaming about the sensitive head of my cock. I rubbed my hand through her thick, silky hair and closed my eyes, enjoying her skilled blowjob. She started bobbing her head, her hands gently cupping my balls, massaging the cum out.
“Oh fuck, you’re good, doc!” I moaned. “Here it comes, swallow it all!”
I groaned and shot three large shots of cum into her mouth. She swallowed quickly, and then kept sucking, her hand squeezing my cock, wringing the last of the cum out. She rose up, face flushed and bent down to pick up the chart.
She adjusted her white, doctor’s jacket. “So, you got hit on the head?” Dr. Klerk asked, clearly embarrassed by what she just did.
The doctor began to examine me, asking me a bunch of questions. She shined a penlight in my eyes, checked my reflexes, and did various other test all while Mary first felt up and then fingered the Muslim nurse to a screaming orgasm. Then the doctor examined my left arm where Desiree had clocked me with a bat. My arm was black and blue, swollen and very tender to the touch.
“You’re arm’s going to be fine, the bruising will fade over the next two weeks,” Dr. Klerk told me. “You also have a mild concussion. I’m going to want you to stay for a few hours, to observe you.”
Nurse Thamina giggled as Mary whispered something in her ear. The nurse stood up from Mary’s lap, straightened her scrubs and darted out of the exam room. Mary smiled at me and held a plain, white bra in her hand. What a naughty filly, I thought and snorted a laugh. Mary stood up and waked over to the doctor.
“All finish with my nurse?” Dr. Klerk asked, smiling at Mary.
Mary licked the nurse’s juices off her finger. “For now.”
The doctor saw Mary’s wrist. “Oh, what happened?” Dr. Klerk grasped Mary’s wrist, gently stroking her skin.
“Bondage mishap,” Mary quipped.
“I see Thamina put some ointment on,” Dr. Klerk purred. “Maybe their something I can do to make you feel better.”
Mary led her back to the chair and sat down, spreading her legs. “Maybe you could kiss me I would feel better?”
“You want me to … down there?” Dr. Klerk asked, swallowing.
Mary hiked her skirt up, exposing her wet pussy. Her pussy lips were as spread as wide open as her legs, glistening pink. Dr. Klerk, almost in a daze, knelt before Mary and lower her face to her crouch. She breathed deeply, inhaling the spicy-sweet scent of Mary’s arousal, and then tentatively pursed her lips and kissed Mary’s pussy.
“Oh, you can do better,” Mary purred. “Really get in there.”
Nurse Thamina returned with a tray. A plastic container full of soapy, hot water and a big, yellow sponge sat on the cart. She glanced at Mary, a nervous look flashed across her exotic face. Mary nodded and Thamina walked over to me. “Sir, if you’ll disrobe. Your fiancee wants you to have a sponge bath.” Her cheeks were spotted with color.
I glanced at Mary and she smiled happily as I nodded my head in appreciation. Then Mary closed her eyes and enjoyed the doctor’s tongue lapping at her cunt. I pulled my shirt off and stripped off my jeans and boxers. My cock was already hard from Mary’s antics. While I stripped, Thamina followed suit, she pulled off her headscarf, freeing her beautiful, raven black hair that spilled about her shoulders and down her back. She was so beautiful, I didn’t understand why she wanted to hide beneath that headscarf. Next, she pulled off the pink scrubs top exposing her plump breasts with dark nipples. She kicked off her flats and untied her bottoms and dropped those to the floor. Thamina glanced once more at Mary for support before sliding her plain, white panties off. Her pussy was covered by a thick mat of black hair against the rich brown of her skin.
I laid back on the hospital bed as Thamina dunked the sponge in the warm water and squeezed out most of the water. She then gently washed my chest. There was definitely something sexy about getting washed by a hot, naked chick. I reached out and caressed one of her plump tits, just large enough to fill my hand, and gave the breasts a squeeze. Her dark nipple was hard beneath my palm and Thamina froze for a moment before continuing the wash.
She washed down my chest to my stomach and then past my cock to start washing my legs and I had to let go of her breast as she got out of my reach. “You’re not going to wash my cock?” I asked, leering at her.
“Your fiancee has special instructions for your penis, sir,” she said as she blushed beautifully.
Thamina started washing my other leg, reaching across the table. Her breast dragged across my thigh, a thrill ran through me feeling her hard nipples brushing my leg. When she finished, she took the sponge and shoved it up against her pussy, scrubbing a few times. Then she climbed up on the bed, straddling my waist in the reverse-cowgirl position, and brought my cock to the entrance of her wet, soapy pussy. I could feel the kiss of her labia on the tip of my cock and I wondered why she waited.
“Do it!” Mary hissed. “Wash his cock with your wet cunt!”
“Yes,” Thamina moaned, sinking down. “Watch me! Oh, watch me with your gorgeous green eyes!”
“Oh, fuck that’s hot!” Mary moaned. “Play with those titties!”
Thamina’s arms lifted up and it was clear she was playing with her titties. Her cunt was velvety tight on my cock, her ass jiggling in front of me as she bounced up and down on my cock. Her brown asshole winked at me and I licked a finger and stuffed it up her asshole.
“Oh, fuck!” Thamina moaned. “His finger is up my ass!”
“You fucking slut!” Mary gasped. “You’re a fucking dirty whore! Pleasure my stallion. Ride his dick!”
“I’m going to cum!” Thamina moaned. “Watch me cum, Mary!”
Her cunt tightened on my dick and her asshole tightened on my finger as Thamina came hard. She kept riding my dick and screamed at the top of her lungs. God, her cunt felt to good on my cock as it twitched about my dick. I was about to cum.
But what if she’s a nun?
The though sent a ice flooding through my veins. What if she was a nun? Probably not, I figured. But are you sure? Are you about to lose everything because you want to get off that badly. Are you that pathetic? God, but her cunt felt so hot on my cock, so velvety tight. I was too close to cumming. I couldn’t stop now, my balls were tightening. Fuck it, she probably wasn’t a nun. Just some slutty nurse.
“Take it, you fucking whore!” I moaned as I came inside her. “I’m cumming in your slutty pussy!” Relief washed over me, she didn’t do anything.
“Fuck yeah!” Mary yelled. “Cum in that whore! I’m cumming on this slutty doctor’s face!”
Thamina, breathing heavily, climbed off me. White spunk leaked out of her pussy, making a sticky mess in her bush. Mary was breathing heavily on the chair and Dr. Klerk knelt before her, face sticky with juices, looking positively stunned at what she just did.
“I … uh … have other patients to see,” Dr. Klerk stammered and fled the exam room.
Mary walked over to Thamina and kissed her hard. Her finger shoved up Thamina’s cunt and came away sticky with my cum and Thamina’s. Mary sucked the messy juices off her fingers with a smile. While Thamina was distracted, I stole her panties. She looked around for them and, resignedly, pulled on her scrubs with no underwear. As she left the room she adjusted her headscarf, tucking in a loose strand of black hair. As she walked out of the exam room, I pointed the wet spot forming on her crotch to Mary.
“What a slut,” Mary giggled. “Did you enjoy your bath?”
“I did.” Mary stretched out on the bed next to me and kissed me on the lips. “Thank you. I love you so much.”
Mary kissed me again. “I love you, too.” She laid her head on my chest, her auburn hair fanning across my torso. “Maybe we should have a doctor on staff. And a nurse.”
“Oh,” I said. “Yeah, I guess that could be useful. You want to keep Dr. Klerk.”
“Maybe,” Mary said. “But I think an Ob/Gyn will be more useful. Let’s be honest, hun, you’re going to get someone pregnant.”
I blinked. Christ, I hadn’t even thought about that. “Are you?”
Mary laughed. “It hasn’t even been a week since we started making love,” she pointed out. “It would be too early for me to know. My period doesn’t come for another two weeks. Besides, I’m on the pill.”
“Oh.” Was I disappointed. The idea of Mary having our child stirred something inside me. “Would you like kids, Mare?”
“Yeah, someday,” Mary said. “When things have settled down and we’ve had enough fun. I wouldn’t mind having a kid or three with you. Unless …” She tensed in my arms.
“I think I’d like that too,” I said. “What do we do if one of the sluts gets pregnant.”
“Well, we’ll worry about that if it happens, but we should get them all on the pill,” Mary said.
Nurse Thamina returned an hour later to check on me. She was wearing teal scrubs now and that wouldn’t do. After she finished her exam, I shot another loud of cum up her twat while she ate out Mary’s cunt. “Don’t clean up this time,” I told her, “If anyone notices, tell them all about how I came up your tight pussy while you ate my fiancee’s cunt.” She left the room, blushing, as my cum made a wet spot on her scrubs crotch.
Xiu slipped into the room after that, her nose covered by a splint and the next time Nurse Thamina showed up to check on me, we had her eat out Xiu’s cunt while Mary rode my cock. Then Nurse Thamina got to eat out Mary’s sloppy cunt while Xiu hopped up and rode my cock.
Doctor Klerk returned a few minutes later. “Well, Mark, I’m going to discharge you, now. You should take it easy for the next week and watch out for any repeated nausea, worsening headaches, dizziness, slurred speech, seizures, double vision. If any of these symptoms develop, get to an urgent care clinic or the ER. But, you should be fine. Take an NSAID for the pain, like ibuprofen or aspirin. Do you have any questions?”
“Does the carpet match the drapes?” I asked.
Dr. Klerk had a smoking hot body when she stripped off her blue scrubs. And it turned out she wasn’t actually a blonde, instead she had black hair. She had waxed her cunt, leaving only a black landing strip leading down to her clit. Her cunt was tight and hot and I came hard inside her as Mary enjoyed Nurse Thamina tongue up her twat.
We decided to keep Nurse Thamina. We had her gather a first aid kit as we went to see how Korina was doing. We found the head ER nurse still behind the desk and I asked her. “How’s Korina doing?”
The nurse, a stocky woman in her forties with a perm and a bad dye job, no one had hair that shade of red. “Last name?” she asked.
I hesitated. I realized I didn’t know any of the sluts last names, except Desiree. “Mare, what’s Korina’s last name?”
Mary blinked in surprise, and pursed her lips. “Um … something with an S, I think?”
“Stavros,” Xiu supplied. “Her last name is Stavros, Master.”
The nurse stared in shock at Xiu and shook her head. She muttered something under her breath. “What’s you’re relationship with Ms. Stavros?”
“She our sex slave,” I answered.
“I’m sorry, did I hear that right?” the nurse gaped.
“Yeah, she’s our sex slave,” I said testily. “Which clearly makes us the next best thing to family, so tell us what’s her condition.”
“Right,” the nurse said, shaking her head. “Ms. Stavros is in recovery. The surgery went well. The doctor wants her to stay in the hospital for a few days.”
Thamina showed up with the first aide kit and we had her lead us to Korina’s recovery room. Korina lay unconscious on a bed in a hospital gown. Blue blankets covered her body and IVs and heart monitors and other devices were hooked up across her body. She looked wan. I set down in a chair. Mary pulled another beside me and reached out, grasping Korina’s hand. Xiu leaned against the wall, hugging herself, and stared at her fellow slut.
“Mistress?” Korina murmured, her eyes fluttering over. Mary squeezed her hand gently. “And Master.” Korina sounded happy and sleepy, her voice slurring slightly.
“You’re going to be fine,” I told her. “You have to spend a few days in the hospital before you can come home.”
“Okay, Master,” she sighed. “Thank you.”
“Just get better,” I told her, patting her leg. “One of the sluts will be with you at all times.”
She nodded and closed her eyes and was a sleep again.
“Xiu, you stay with her, we’ll send one of the sluts to relieve you.”
Mary kissed Korina’s forehead and then we left. I found the head nurse and told her that Korina needed someone in there at all times. I gave her my phone number if anyone had a problem with that. It was approaching midnight and I was feeling exhausted as we reached Mary’s car. Mary fumbled at her purse, frowning and starting to panic as she dug for her keys.
“Here, Mare,” I said, tossing her keys to her. “You were so hot to have Xiu finger your pussy, you left the car running.”
“Oh,” Mary said, flushing a little.
It was a short drive back to the house at midnight. Apparently, Mary didn’t mind speeding when she was driving and I got good use out of the “oh shit handle” as I called it. When we reached the house, the only cop car remaining was Chasity’s. We opened the front door and a for a split moment fear stabbed at my heart as I wondered if the sluts were waiting with some nun to attack us.
“Christ,” Mary muttered. She had the same fear I did. Fuck, this was no way to live.
I grabbed Mary’s hand and squeezed it, reassuring. She smiled at me and we walked into the house. The entryway light worked and we could hear soft moans coming from the living room. We found Allison on top of Desiree, the two sluts tribbing passionately.
“¡Mi sirenita!” Desiree moaned. Her dusky hands roamed across Allison’s tight, white ass as Allison fucked her. “¡Yo estoy correrse!”
“Oh, I’m cumming, too,” Allison panted.
“Having fun?” I asked, smacking Allison’s fair ass.
“Oh, Master,” Allison squeaked, and fell off the couch trying to stand up. She quickly got to her feet and went to hug me.
I stopped her. “You’re covered in dry cum, slut!” Both girls had messy cunts and streaks of cum drying across breasts and stomachs and lips. “I take it the cops made use of your girls.”
“Oh, definitely, Master,” Desiree purred.
“Where’s the other sluts?” Mary asked.
“Violet, Chasity, and Fiona are counting the money. Sister Cuntrag is in the closet.” Allison shuddered in fear.
“Lillian hasn’t arrived yet?” I asked.
Allison frowned. “Who?”
“Yeah, who’s that?” Mary asked me pointedly.
“The girl from Hot Topic.” Both Mary and Allison nodded with big smiles. “I ran into her today at the mall.”
“And made her a sex slave?” Mary asked archly.
“Yeah,” I said, smiling as I remembering how tight Lillian’s ass was on my cock.
“Desiree, go get Fiona and take her to Good Sam to stay with Korina and bring Xiu back,” Mary ordered. “And tell Violet and Chasity to stop counting the money, it can wait for morning. One of them needs to be waiting upstairs for Lillian. Allison get Thamina settled in and then go take a shower. When Mark and I are finished with Lilith, you can join us in bed. I believe Mark promised you some quality time.” Wow, I had forgotten all about that. It seemed a lifetime ago when I made that promise instead of just this morning.
We found Lilith waiting on our bed, dressed in a flimsy babydoll slip, crimson in color and transparent. She wore no panties and her silver bush was matted with her juices. She smiled wickedly and lust washed through the room, battering into me.
“We need to talk, Lilith,” Mary said, breathing heavily, her nipples tenting her blouse, and then she pulled her blouse over her head, exposing her pert, freckled breasts and hard, dusky nipples.
“Let’s talk,” Lilith purred, holding her arms out.
My shirt was off and I was peeling off my jeans as Mary unzipped her skirt. Lilith’s presences was irresistible. By the time I was naked, Mary was on the bed, kissing Lilith, rubbing her cunt on Lilith’s thigh and shuddering in an orgasm already. Clothes off, I crawled next to Lilith on the other side. Lilith’s warm hand grasped my cock and stroked me twice and I was spewing cum all over her belly.
“You said I have one boon left?” Mary asked, leaning over and licking a gob of my semen off Lilith’s babydoll. “What’s a boon?”
“A request,” Lilith answered. “When you summoned me, we entered into a Pact. I would use my powers three times at your request.” Lilith bent her head and sucked one of Mary’s nipple into her mouth.
“Oh, fuck, that’s amazing!” gasped Mary and she shuddered and came a second time. “Holy shit!”
“Do I get any boons?” I asked. “It was my crystal.” My cock was hard and her ass was facing me. I pressed up behind her and my cock found her wet cunt. I slid into the tightest, silkiest, wettest pussy I had ever been in. My cock came instantly, flooding her cunt, and I just kept fucking the demoness, my cock staying hard.
“No,” Lilith groaned, her hips fucking me back. “Only the person who used the crystal gets the boons.”
Lilith pulled off my cock and she pushed Mary onto her back and dived into her cunt, eating my fiancee frantically. Mary was moaning loudly, cumming over and over and Lilith’s mouth. I knelt behind Lilith and shoved my cock back up in her wonderful demon pussy and came a second time inside her.
“Fuck!” I gasped as Lilith’s pussy seemed to suck the cum out of my balls.
“What’s the price I have to pay for your boons?” Mary asked between orgasms.
“Oh, no price,” Lilith answered, face sticky with Mary’s juices. “Someone else already paid. There was a soul trapped in the crystal!”
“Oh, fuck! That’s amazing!” Mary gasped, writhing on Lilith’s tongue. “Is there a way to see a nun?”
“Oh yes,” Lilith said. “There are a lot powers available to Warlocks, if you know the rituals and spells.”
“Oh, crap, keeping eating my pussy,” panted Mary. “Holy shit that’s amazing. Her tongue, its so good!” Mary came again, convulsing on Lilith’s mouth. “How about making our sluts immune to a nun’s control.”
“Yes, yes,” Lilith moaned. “I can show you how to do that, and more. For a price!”
“What’s the price?” I asked, fucking her cunt hard. Her cunt was squeezing on my cock as she came and I was squirting in her a third time.
“The nun!” Lilith moaned. “I want to fuck her!”
“What?” Mary moaned. “That’s it?”
“Yes, you let me fuck Sister Cuntrag and I’ll teach you arts long lost to man.”
“Okay!” Mary gasped. “Fuck, I’m cumming again!” And so was I, cumming a fourth time in her demon pussy.
Lilith crawled up Mary’s body and kissed her on the lips. “Then we have a Pact!” Lilith declared and then vanished. I fell forward, on top of Mary.
I rolled off of her and we both lay panting. Neither of us had ever cum so much in such a short period of time. We were only fucking for a few minutes, but Lilith’s flesh was like fire. I felt drained. Mary snuggled against me and we just laid their, exhausted. There were creaks, someone walking up the stairs, and then walking down the hall, and the bedroom door opened. Lilith strolled in with Sister Cuntrag over her shoulder.
Lilith threw Sister Cuntrag to the floor, the bitch still handcuffed. I wondered why Lilith wanted to fuck the nun. I struggled to think, but Lilith’s lust was feeling my brain, driving out thought. My cock was hard, again. Lilith slid a hand down to her crotch and pinched her hard clit, rolling it between her fingers. And it started to grow, swelling until a twelve inch cock hung from Lilith. Holy shit, how the fuck did she do that?
“Oh, please don’t do that?” begged Sister Cuntrag. Lilith smacked her ass and she howled in pain.
I felt Mary’s pussy grow more wet on my thigh, and her hand found my cock and started to slowly stroke it as we watched the now hermaphroditic demon flip Sister Cuntrag over so she was on her knees like the bitch she was. Then Lilith knelt behind the nun and shoved her cock up her cunt and started to fuck her hard.
“Ohh, that’s nice,” Lilith moaned. “I so rarely get to fuck someone!” It was a lazy fuck, slow and steady. Lilith was clearly savoring the fuck. “So, to see a nun, you need the Ritual of Mowdah. You’ll need to fuck a sibling. Once your sibling has cum, you need to rub their sexual fluids into your eyes while saying Mowdah.”
“I have to fuck my sister?” Mary asked, sounding a little queasy. I picture my little sister, Antsy. I hadn’t seen her in five years, and she had been a skinny, coltish girl that was mooning about the house desperate for puberty to finally give her some boobs. There had been a cute, innocents about my sister and the thought of defiling that innocence sent a perverse thrill through me body.
“Oh, yes,” Lilith gasped. “You have to corrupt the bond between siblings. I can see it, shining silver from you. Mark has a sister, and Mary, you have two sisters. How wonderful for you.” Mary shuddered as Lilith licked her lips
“Okay,” I said, nodding. I could fuck my sister, but Mary seemed disturbed by the idea.
“To make your Thralls immune to a nun’s powers requires the Ritual of Zimmah,” Lilith answered. Lilith was picking up the speed, her fingernails racking down Cuntrag’s back, leaving red scratches. Every time Lilith bottomed out in Cuntrag, her groin pressed against her bruised and welted ass and Cuntrag would gasp in pain. “Mark will need to fuck his mother and have his Thralls drink their mixed fluids from her cunt while he says Zimmah.”
“What?” I asked, feeling queasy.
“Oh yes, this ritual requires the most delicious of perversion,” Lilith husked. “To violate the very flesh that you came from with your lust.”
It was one thing to fuck my sister, but my mom. She was, well, my mom. I pictured her, she was still attractive even in her forties. And memories of when I was young, maybe twelve or thirteen flooded my thoughts. I remember how I used to lust after my mom when I discovered masturbation. She was probably the first woman I jerked off to and I jerked off a lot thinking about her breasts, her ass. About her walking in on me masturbating and being turned on that she just fucked me. She kept in great shape, always working out, and was always beautiful. As I grew older, my fantasies turned to girls at my school or teachers but Lilith’s words had reignited my lust. I could picture mom in bed with Mary and I. My lover and my mom pleasing me.
“There’s a catch,” Lilith said. “A male Warlock’s powers will not work on his mother, and a females won’t work on her father. So, you’ll need to seduce her or rape her.” Lilith licked her lips. “You’re choice, Mark. I suggest raping her, I’m not sure you could seduce a woman without your powers.”
“D-do I need to fuck my father, then?” Mary asked, timidly.
“You don’t have any thralls,” Lilith pointed out. “Mark’s power lets him rewrite a person’s mind, change their memories, how they think about things. He changes their very personalities. Your power just lowers a woman’s inhibitions and increases their desire to the point that they will do whatever nasty sex act you want. But you’re not changing them. Each woman will rationalize why they fucked you in different ways. Some will think they’ve just lost control. Others will think you must have drugged them.”
“Oh,” Mary said, sounding a little disappointed.
“My Thrall is your Thrall, Mare,” I told her and she smiled gratefully at me.
Lilith was panting loudly, fucking Cuntrag’s cunt hard and fast. Lilith’s tits bounced beneath her babydoll slip and Cuntrag was crying in pain from her abused ass. “Ohh, her cunt feel’s so nice on my cock,” Lilith purred. “Take it! Take my hard cock! Oh fuck!” Lust exploded through the room as Lilith let out an ear-splitting shriek of pleasure as she came in the nun’s cunt.
Lilith fell backwards, lying on the floor. Her cock was gone, reduced back to a little clit. Cuntrag sobbed in pain while black cum leaking out of her pussy. “How did you make that cock?” Mary asked, staring curiously down at Lilith’s crotch.
“I made it many, many years ago,” Lilith murmured. “But my husband … Well, he didn’t like me having a cock, I think he was jealous of the size, so he convinced God to make him a more submissive wife. And I was cursed. So now I need someone’s willing permission to use my cock on them.”
“Cuntrag didn’t give you permission,” Mary pointed out.
“Oh, well, you own her, so I needed your permission.” Lilith glanced at Mary and then at me. “Would you like a cock. That could be your third wish.”
An image of Mary with a cock flashed through my mind. God, I hoped she didn’t want that. I’m not sure I could handle my fiancee having a cock. “No,” Mary answered, and I tried not to sigh in relief.
“No, you wouldn’t want to make my mistake,” Lilith said bitterly, glaring at me. Her eyes flashed with anger and loathing for a brief moment and then replaced by lust.
Fear gripped my heart. Did Lilith hate me? Hate men? I felt like a bug beneath her gaze, an ant. Suddenly, I wasn’t sure I wanted her around anymore.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Ramiel …”
The voice whispered out of the Angelic Choir, just loud enough to be heard over the Worship of the Highest. The voice was Gabriel the Archangel, summoning me. On a beam of light, I descended to the Earthly Realm.
I found Gabriel atop one of his Priestesses. She was an attractive woman, appearing to be eighteen, but I could see her true age, forty-four. One of Gabriel’s gifts to his Priestess was eternal youth. She had dirty blonde hair, escaping from her white veil and blue eyes that stared sightlessly at the ceiling. She was too lost to the pleasure of Gabriel’s touch, the Ecstasy, to be aware of anything.
My manhood hardened and I envied Gabriel and his Priestesses. God had long decried it was sinful for an Angel to lie with a mortal. It was our greatest temptation, and so many angels had fallen to that sin and been cast into the abyss with Lucifer. And I understood how my brothers could so easily fall into that particular sin. Sister Theodora’s body was so enticing, so lush. I could peer through the shapeless, gray habit to see her round breasts and hard nipples, the blonde fur that covered the wet lips of her womanhood. My manhood ached to know her.
The only time an Angel could lie with a mortal was a Priestess, and then only to aid her in her holy mission. These days, that meant just Gabriel giving them the Ecstasy. Of course, Gabriel was doing more than just lying with the woman and satiating his lust. He was also rewriting her destiny. I could see the golden string of her life leading away from her into the future, see the silver strings Gabriel was adjusting to guide Sister Theodora on her mission. Gold strings were Priestesses, silver strings were mortals, black strings were Thralls, and red strings were Warlocks.
Finally, Gabriel finished both his adjustments of her future and his pleasure in her flesh. Standing up, Gabriel turned to face me. He appeared as a handsome man, well muscled, like the sculptures the Greeks used to make. A plain, white tunic appeared to cover his nakedness and a golden sword appeared on his hip, the sword of an Archangel. I had my own sword, silver, with sapphires, the sword of a Dominion.
“Ramiel,” Gabriel greeted, pleasantly. “Sister Louise Afra has been captured by the Warlocks. Lilith has been summoned and provides aide. The Succubus will soon arm the Warlocks against my Priestesses.”
I nodded, understanding. Once, demons were commonly summoned by the Warlocks and the Priestesses had to use other methods to stop the Warlock. More indirect, more subtle methods than the Exorcism used today. “I am to teach Theodora, then.”
“Yes, brother,” Gabriel said. He grasped Theodora’s golden string and followed it out a few hours to where a silver string intersected. “She must employ the Prayer of Avvah on this mortal.”
I grasped the string and examined the mortal life. In the mortal’s past and her future, the mortal’s string intersected the red string of a Warlock. This mortal was someone close to a Warlock and the Prayer of Avvah would make the mortal a trap that even a demon’s power could not detect. The two Warlock’s threads entwined about each other. They were lovers. But the Prayer of Avvah would drive a wedge between them. It was a good plan. Once the Warlocks had their falling out, they would be easier to deal with.
“There is one more thing,” Gabriel said. “Follow Theodora’s string back into her past.”
I followed her golden string back through her life, through the thirteen years she had been a Priestess, back to when she had been a Thrall. I found the thread that belonged to Sister Louise who rescued Theodora. Louise’s thread was no longer gold, but the black of a Thrall. I followed Theodora’s thread back to before she had been a Thrall, where here thread entwined with another mortal’s thread, her husband and lover. Three threads were born of their union, three children. Two were silver, but the middle child was red, a Warlock.
“She must not know,” Gabriel said. “Theodora must not know her daughter is a Warlock until the time is right.”
“We can’t send a mother after her own daughter,” I objected.
“There is no one else to send,” Gabriel said. “None in North America. Our resources have always been poor here. There is a Warlock in Europe and two in Africa.”
“But not to tell her is wrong!”
Gabriel fixed his ruby eyes on me. “You have your orders, Ramiel.”
And he was gone, ascending back to the heavenly choir on a ray of light. I stared down at Sister Theodora as she stirred, recovering from the Ecstasy. It was wrong not to tell her. Wrong to send her to fight her own daughter. I wanted to let the poor women know what she faced. I just had to have faith in my superior, in the Highest.
As much as I wanted to tell her, I would not. I was an Angel, a Dominion, and if I disobeyed an order from my Archangel, I would be cast into the Abyss. Only man could sin and find God’s forgiveness. Such grace was not for us Angels.
To be continued …

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