Oral Sex

Fantasy

Seducing My Son

Last night my sexiest fantasy came true. Instead of being satisfied, all I wanted was more! I floated through my workday in a haze, unable to concentrate on anything except the memory of watching my husband sucking our son to orgasm. I couldn’t wait to get home and play with my boys some more.
My husband Don came home while I was in the shower and he joined me under the hot spray. His hands were all over me–he was as excited as I was.
“Any regrets?” I quizzed him.
“None at all. You saw how nervous I was at first, but I won’t lie, once our boy’s cock was in my mouth I really liked it. Much more than I expected.”
“You two looked so hot. You wouldn’t believe how hard I made myself cum watching.”
“When he came in my mouth it was a shock, but I can’t stop thinking about that sensation of feeling the head of his cock swell just before all his sperm shot onto the back of my tongue. I was a little freaked out at the time, but the only thing I could think about today was tasting his cum again.”
“You have no idea how horny it’s making me hearing you say that.”
“Then what are you waiting for. Get out there and get him warmed up for us.”
I was thinking again about wearing the corset tonight, then decided it wasn’t worth the trouble. I headed down the hall to Evan’s room totally naked. His door was open when I got there and he was lying on his bed, already naked as well.
“Great minds think alike,” I said as I stepped in. I took a moment to pose in the doorway for him. My hands on my hips, butt turned a little toward him. I loved the way he looked at me with uninhibited, youthful lust. “The yard looks great, by the way.”
“So you’ll let me taste you down there?”
“Your father is going to want to see that, so when he gets here you can eat my pussy.” He smiled like I had just told him Santa was bringing him everything on his Christmas list. “You’re all cleaned up?”
“Yep! I even washed my butt twice.”
“Show me,” I prompted with a naughty smile. Like last night he pulled his legs up and spread his cheeks. “Hmm, I can’t tell if you really did a good job from over here. Turn over on your hands and knees and let me look.”
He was quick to comply, and in a flash he was on all fours with his cute buns pointed toward me. I stepped over and spread his cheeks open myself. He didn’t have any hair to speak of back there, unlike my husband, and it was clean as a whistle. I leaned in and gave his pucker a lick.
“Mom!? Did you just lick my ass?”
“I sure did, honey. How was it?”
“I don’t know, I wasn’t ready. Do it again.”
I tongued his tight little asshole again, spending more time licking and probing his ass.
“Well?”
“That was freakin’ awesome, Mom!”
“You ever play with your ass before, like when you’re masturbating?”
“No, not really.”
“I do,” I confessed to my son. “Sometimes when I’m masturbating I put my finger up in my ass.” I spit on his hole, wet my finger, then gently poked it into his butt. “Your father likes to put his penis in my ass sometimes.” Evan was quiet as I continued to explore his asshole with my finger, pushing it deeper and applying pressure to his prostate. “There are all kinds of ways we can make each other feel good, and there’s nothing to be ashamed about when we share those experiences with the people we love.”
I pulled my finger out and gave him a smack on the butt. He turned over and lay down, his big, hard cock on full display, and within easy reach. I couldn’t resist taking it in my hand.
“Thanks, Mom, that felt nice.”
“I play with Dad back there, too. He likes it when I stick my finger in him, and sometimes bigger things.” I watched Evan’s eyes go wide, then leaned down and kissed the tip of his penis. “It seemed like you enjoyed having your father suck your penis last night.”
“Yeah.” He still managed to blush, even though he was naked and his mother was playing with his cock. “It’s hard to explain. It was awesome when you were doing it, but it was almost more exciting when Dad did it–and not because he was good at it. I guess because it seems normal for a girl to suck a penis, but to see my own dad do it was something else.”
I took my son’s cock in my mouth then and started sucking him off. It wasn’t what I had planned, but I couldn’t resist. Before I could really get going I heard Don’s voice.
“Whoa, you guys starting without me?”
I looked up and he was in the doorway naked, he didn’t bother with a robe either tonight. His cock was hard and ready for action. He joined us on Evan’s small twin bed, and I wondered if it would hold up to the punishment we were likely to give it.
“Mind if I cut in?” Don asked, and helped himself to a mouthful of our son’s cock.
“Hey, Dad, nice to see you, too,” Evan joked.
My heart was all aflutter again like the first time. I lay down alongside my son and gave him a loving kiss on the lips. I looked down and had the same view as Evan. We watched his father bob up and down on his shaft. I lifted my knee and reached down to finger myself while I watched. Don pulled away from Evan’s cock for a moment to lean over and give my pussy a smooch and a couple licks, before returning to the blowjob.
“Talk to me, baby. Your father is sucking your penis.”
“He is. My cock is in my dad’s mouth. I can’t believe I’m naked with my parents and having sex with you.”
“We want to make you happy, honey.”
“I’m so happy right now. I love you guys so much. I love seeing your pussy, Mom. And I love Dad’s cock. It felt so good to fuck you, and cum in you.”
“It was good for us, too.” I was on the verge of cumming and forced my hand away from my clit. It was such a turn on to hear my son saying those things. “Hold on you two,” I patted Don on the head to get his attention. “I want you to fuck me while you suck Evan off.”
It took us a minute to work out the mechanics–this threesome thing was trickier than it looked. We ended up on the floor with my husband on his back and me mounted on top of him. My son was on his hands and knees in front of me, with his butt pointing my way, and his cock dangling down into his dad’s mouth. I had a cock in my pussy, and a perfect view of another cock in my husband’s mouth. I was in heaven.
“Okay, boys, who’s going to cum first?” I giggled and we all went at it. We were moving together like a well-lubricated machine. Don couldn’t move his head easily, so Evan was carefully thrusting in and out of his father’s mouth. My husband was much more relaxed this time and was getting into it, slurping and moaning and really sucking away.
I could feel my orgasm approaching and backed off a little, I wanted to save it for the right moment. My son’s butt was wiggling right in front of me and I went in for another visit. I jammed my tongue in his butthole and got it nice and wet. I backed away and slipped a finger in there again, and then I took it up a notch and added a second. Evan groaned a little, but didn’t protest.
“I have two fingers in your son’s ass, hon,” I informed my husband and he moaned in acknowledgement. “I’m finger fucking our boy’s asshole while you suck his cock.”
“Mom, I’m going to cum! I’m going to come in Dad’s mouth!”
“Go ahead, baby, make your daddy eat your cum.” I felt his anus clench tight around my fingers as his body flexed. I looked below and Don had opened his mouth so I could see Evan’s cum shooting down onto his tongue. It looked so sexy.
I watched as my husband swished the fresh semen around in his mouth then swallow it little by little. That was my moment, and I pushed down hard on his cock and triggered my orgasm. As I came I grabbed Evan’s cock and pushed it back into my husband’s mouth and held it there while the waves of pleasure rushed through me.
Don was pumping into me, intent on his own orgasm now, but I had something else in mind. It was cruel, but I quickly pulled off and left him humping empty air.
“What happened, where’d your pussy go?” He was confused and frantic. I had to hold his wrists to keep him from grabbing his penis and finishing himself off.
“Evan,” I said. “You told me you wanted to suck a cock someday. How about today?”
My son turned around and contemplated his father’s cock.
“I guess if Dad can do it, so can I.”
“I don’t want you to do this if you’re not ready,” I told him.
“I want to. I want Dad to let me suck his cock for him. I want to feel what it’s like to have his penis in my mouth, Mom.”
We looked at my husband. He looked like he was winding up for a smart-aleck comment, then he thought better of it.
“Evan, it would mean a lot to me if you sucked my cock. I know this is all strange and new for you, and it’s the same for your mom and me, but we love you and we’re proud of you. Mom got me primed to go, so I hope you’re ready for a mouthful of your old man’s spunk!”
I saw Evan’s apprehension melt away with his father’s caring words, despite his smartass comment at the end. He moved down and took his father’s penis in his hand and stroked it experimentally. It was the first time he’d held a penis other than his own. He kissed the tip, and began licking the shaft all over. I wondered why he was avoiding putting in his mouth.
“I can taste Mom’s pussy on your cock, Dad. It’s delicious.”
That explained it. I was up on my knees, playing with myself with one hand and tweaking my nipples with the other, making them long and stiff. Evan finally took his father’s cock into his mouth and began sucking. Like his Dad, he was tentative and awkward at first, but he figured it out quickly and was going at it like a pro in no time.
So many emotions flowed through me as I watched this entrancing scene. Seeing my husband in the throes of pleasure at the hands (or mouth) of someone else was something fresh and exotic for me. Watching my son blossom right in front of me with each successive new experience was so gratifying. And then there was the visceral sexual element of it all. My boy’s cock, my husband’s cock, my cunt, my tits, their asses, my asshole, our mouths all licking and tasting and sucking. God, I never wanted it to end.
“That’s it, baby, suck your daddy’s big cock. Can you see me playing with myself while I watch.” I didn’t want to distract him, but I couldn’t help myself. He eyes opened enough to see me. “I have my fingers in my cunt, Evan. I’m watching you suck your father’s cock and masturbating my wet cunt.”
“Keep talking, babe,” Don moaned. “I’m going to cum in our boy’s mouth.”
“Suck that cock, Evan. Make your dad cum. I’m going to make myself cum while I watch you swallow Dad’s big load.”
Don shivered and cried out and I knew he was shooting inside our son’s mouth. I mashed my clit with several hard strokes and I was cumming, too. Evan gagged, and coughed, but he took it all and swallowed every drop. My husband grunted with manly satisfaction, and I screamed with thrilled delight.
Evan looked up at us with a big smile.
“How’d I do?”
“That was great, champ,” his father said enthusiastically and patted him on the shoulder.
“Oh, honey, watching you made my pussy cum so much. You were wonderful.”
“Thanks,” Evan beamed. “Mom, can I lick your cunt…um, I mean your pussy now?”
“You can say cunt if you want, baby,” I assured him with a grin.
“Some girls don’t like that word.”
“Some girls don’t know what they’re missing. Now get over here and eat your mom’s cunt.”
I lay back on the carpet and opened my legs for my son. He crawled into position and kissed the insides of my thighs. My husband moved around by my head, kneeling so I could prop my head on his lap and get a good view of our son preparing to lick a pussy for the first time. I decided not to give him any instructions and just let him explore for himself.
Evan spread me open with his fingers, looking at my pussy closer than he’d ever done before. His eyes were wide with wonder. He kissed me here and there, on the lips, on my clit, down near my hole. Then he licked me. My whole body came alive with ripples of keen pleasure.
“You’re doing good, baby. Your mouth feels so nice on my pussy.” I writhed under my son’s oral investigations and I felt my husband beginning to jerk off just above my head.
“How do you like licking your mother’s pussy, buddy?”
“It tastes awesome, like nothing else in the world. And I still have the taste of your cum in my mouth, Dad, which makes it twice as good.” Don started whacking himself faster. This boy really knew how to turn us on!
Evan poked his tongue up into my pussy hole as far as he could. He pushed a little too much and his teeth jabbed painfully into my most sensitive area, but even though it hurt I got a wicked thrill from his innocent fumblings. My son eventually found his way to my clit and focused there.
He sucked on my stiff bud like he used to suck at my nipple when I was nursing him as an infant. Evan was basically jerking me off with his lips. It wasn’t anything like the way his father did it, and it was sending me somewhere over the rainbow.
I felt my orgasm building and began fucking my son’s mouth, instead of just lying there. He worked me faster, sucking harder as he did. It was incredible. I came in a slow, crashing wave that seemed to keep rolling and becoming stronger with each passing second. I never had an orgasm behave this way before and simply gave myself over to it. I rode the long surge of euphoric elation to its ultimate destination and felt more content than I could ever remember.
That was when I felt something warm and wet land on my nose. My husband was cumming on my face. He groaned and jerked himself and squirted more cum onto my cheek and forehead. The last few globs landed in my hair.
Evan looked up from between my legs and laughed at the sight of his mother with her face covered in fresh cum.
“Very funny, Evan. Just you wait until he does it to you and we’ll see who’s laughing,” I warned him, and scooped the sperm off the bridge of my nose and popped it in my mouth.
“Let me help!” Evan climbed up between my legs and licked his father’s cum off my cheek. We all laughed as he gobbled up every stray drop of Don’s cum.
Then he was inside me once more. The little rascal. He began fucking me nice and slow, apparently having achieved enough self-control not to cum after only a few strokes. Don moved so he was straddling my face and he lowered his clean-shaven balls into my mouth. I couldn’t see it, but I could feel Evan taking his father’s cock in his mouth once again.
We all fucked and sucked until Evan came inside me, and I grinded another orgasm out of my pussy. Don took longer. I don’t think he’s cum three times in a night since we were newlyweds. I sucked my husband’s balls and licked his ass, while Evan worked his cock hard and fast. Just when I thought Evan would give up with a sore jaw, my husband came once more. Evan pulled his dad’s cock out of his mouth and jerked him all over his own face, and laughed.
“Okay, it’s your turn!” He made us both lick the cum off of his face, and I had this overwhelming sense of family joy and togetherness. We had this new connection between us that was unlike anything we’d ever had before.
I know it might seem twisted to most people, but it was special to me.

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Control

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Blind Date, Part 3 Our Saturday Trip

Part 3 Our Saturday trip
We had our shower together, and washed each other clean. I had a thought about something and decided if there was more of us, after today, then I’d go out and buy it. Anyway we played tickle in the shower and ended up getting more water outside than in. Jessie left and got dressed in the clothes she wore yesterday and I put on shorts and T shirt.
I looked at Jessie when she told me that she needed more clothes and to stop at one of those cheap clothing store, which we did. She started choosing different clothes and went to try them on. As I was waiting outside the change room, Jessie opened the door and beckoned me in with her finger. I looked around and saw that other people were down the front of the store. So, I opened the door, went in and locked the door behind me. There was Jessie naked, except for her platform shoes. The shoes make her about as tall as me.
Anyway there she was standing there all smiles and naked. She placed her arms around my neck and kissed me full on the lips. I grabbed her arse cheeks and pulled her into my hard cock. At that, she reached down past the waist band of my shorts, grabbing my cock and smiled. I looked into her blue eyes and then kneeled down in front of her, lowering my arse onto my heels. Jessie saw me go down, and so, splayed her legs apart.
I pulled her pussy into my mouth and found that she was already wet. I started to lick her slit up to her clit. Jessie moaned and I stopped and looked up at her and said, “Honey you can’t moan they’ll hear us and we’ll get in trouble.” she replied, “Okay.” and grabbed her skirt off the hook. She placed the skirt into her mouth and I resumed licking her slit.
As I licked I paid particular attention to her clitoris and every so often I’d bath the hood of her clit. As I sucked her I could feel little ripples run down her body and into her clit. Each time the ripple went through Jesse’s body, she’d moan into the skirt, which was still in her mouth. The moan was that loud I thought that anyone close by would hear it and come to investigate. Soon her clit had become hard from my attention, so I drew her clit between my teeth and started sucking as hard as I could.
All of a sudden Jessie started another orgasm. She pushed down hard on my mouth and her juices flowed over my face and into my mouth. The orgasm caused her knee to buckle and I was just lucky to catch her before she fell to the floor. I stood her up and she clung to me until she was able to stand by herself. The room smelt of sex from Jesse’s cum and luckily the clothes, except for her skirt, were still on hooks on the wall so none were damaged by us. I looked at Jessie and she smiled weakly at me, then she pushed me back against the wall and got down onto her knees.
Jessie pulled my shorts off and left my cock sitting in the breeze. She watched my cock while she started to jack me off. My manhood was already hard from my ministration to Jesse’s clit. It was now I felt what Jessie had felt, when I started on her. I kept on thinking that someone would hear us and come to investigate. I started moaning as Jessie rimmed my cock with her tongue, then putting my cock between her lips she ran down one side, licking the underside as she went. She came back to the head licked across the slit, leaving a trail of either cum or spit. Then she ran her mouth down the other side of my cock again letting her tongue lick the underside.
I know from my attention to her clit, the aroma of her juice, what she was doing to my cock and the fear of getting caught, excited me beyond belief. I could feel the cum boiling in my sack and rising every second. Jessie went back to the top of my cock and placed the head between her lips, as she started deep throating me. I knew I couldn’t take much more. So, I grabbed both sides of her head and started thrusting into her mouth. I was thrusting so much my balls were hitting Jessie on the chin. Then all of a sudden I rammed home into her mouth, pushing into her gullet, and shot my load. It was so incredible I pump at least two loads down Jesse’s throat, holding her mouth against my groin. As I finally came down of my high, I let go of Jessie, who had to take deep breaths before she could stand. Jessie was still kneeling on the floor, when she looked up at me and smiled. I thought I’m going to marry this girl, she was everything I ever wanted in a woman.
Finally Jessie could stand and as she did so, wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing me deeply on the lips. I could taste my cum on her tongue and her breath. When we were finished Jessie got dressed into her clothes. She handed me a wet one so I could wash my face, cleaning off her juice. As we were ready, Jessie took the clothes she picked, out to the front counter. Jessie also picked a few other clothes as well, which she asked for my opinion of.
I thought that she must be going to stay the night again, so I just told her everything looks good on you, which brought a big smile to her face. We bought the clothes and started our way out through the front door. All of a sudden I noticed this man, who walked out of an office. He saw us and smiled and waved and said, “Come back any time.” It was then I noticed the sign behind his head saying ‘These Change Rooms Have Video Cameras Installed In Them. Someone is Always Watching You.’ I showed Jessie the sign and she burst out laughing, as we left.
We got back into my car and drove to Palm Beach, which was about 45 minutes. Once we arrived we we bought some food and drink to take with us. A short time later, after some directions, I found the place that hired boats out. We hire a little tinny (aluminium boat) and proceeded to cross the water to this little beach. I remember this beach quiet well. Mum and Dad took my sister and me to this beach one day. It was in a little open cove that was named ‘Resolute Beach.’
As we were making our way across the water, Jessie said, “Can I strip down.” I replied, “Go girl.” and she took everything off and placed them in the plastic bag that carried the food. So I decided to stripped as well placing my gear into the same bag.
Jessie sat at the front of the boat with her legs splayed open. I knew of no other beautiful sight than this naked girl posing, herself, for me only. I just had to say something, “Jessie you’re the most beautiful woman that I’ve ever known. You don’t have to strip to stimulate me, you excite me just by being you.” Jessie smiled and it looked like she was crying, when she replied, “Jason I can’t stop giving myself to you. I promised myself that after Tommy, my brother, I would wait till I was married. But I found you and I just want you all to myself.” At that Jessie crawled down to me and lay in my arms. I kissed her on the forehead and I said, “Well I suppose that I only have to say, be my lover, be my girlfriend, be my wife?” Jessie looked at me in surprise and said, “Yes to the first two. But, can I think on the last one?” I said, “Of course honey. Anything for you.”
It was then that I looked at Jessie and said, “Honey I’ve got to tell you something too.” She replied “What?” and she looked worried now. I said, “Honey, I had a relationship with my sister too. It happened and I can say truthfully that I love my sister very, very much because of it. I feel very close to her. So, I want you to understand the way I feel about Merry, is very deep.” At that Jessie looked at me, and I couldn’t tell what she was thinking when she said, “You sick fuck. How could you fucken have sex with your little sister. How could you take away her virginity. You fucken sick pervert.” I was attacked and I got angry, so I said, “Listen here, my sister is older than me, by 3 years. Second she’s the one who made the advance on me, playing with my cock and showing me how to fuck her. And last I love her more now, for who she is, than ever before. She’d never be replaced unless it’s with you.”
Jessie looked at me sternly, then laughed. She laughed so long that she nearly wept. Then as she recovered, said, “Oh, honey if only you could see your face. I know what you mean. Toby’s the same for me. I love him so dearly that I wasn’t thinking of any other man, until you. He was the only man who I would let touch me. He’s my hero and my protector and my lover.” She stopped for a few second and then went on to say, looking apologetic, ”I’m sorry. I was only pissing with you and seeing what you’d say. Honey I’m really glad you’re that close to your sister.” At that I calmed down when Jessie put her arms around me and started lightly kissing me over the face, then kissing me tenderly on the lips.
We arrived at the beach a short time later, and luckily we were alone. Jessie and I pulled the boat up the sand then took everything out. We found a nice tree that we could sit under comfortably, on the sand and have our lunch. After lunch, I was laying my head in Jesse’s naked lap, with eyes closed. Jessie was running her fingers through my hair. She said, out of the blue, “Does Merry have a boyfriend or is she married?” I said, “No. The last bloke was an arse hole and took her for money. She’s home now with mum and dad. Why?” Jessie was still running her hand through my hair, when she said, “Well Toby’s looking for a girlfriend and he’s very handsome.” I opened my eye and Jessie was looking down at me. I replied, “We invite them down for a weekend, say in a months time?” Jessie said, “Yeah that sounds good. I betcha they’ll get on as well as we do.” I said, “Yeah I think they would.”
Jessie then lifted my head up and placed it down on the sand. I was wondering what she was going to do, when she straddled my head with her knees and laid down, with her face close to my cock. I reached around her legs and pulled that hairless pussy into my mouth and started licking on her slit. Jessie was bobbing her head on my cock and every so often she stop at the top, to lick around the edge of it. Jessie had also pushed her knees further into the sand, which helped me with access to her cunt. I was licking the slit, and chewing on her clit. I pushed one finger in and pumped her pussy, while her juices were overflowing and I couldn’t get enough of it.
Jessie stopped and swung around so that we were face to face. Then she pushed herself up onto her knees and as she sat back down, she put her hand between us, grabbed my cock and slipped it into her velvet pussy. This girl couldn’t get enough of cock and she knew it. Now she was riding my cock, lifting her arse up an down on it. I just laid there letting her work her own magic. Soon she was jackhammering on my cock and I laid there just watching her, when she stopped again, lifted off my cock and said, “I wanna try anal again.” She again grabbed my cock and plopped down on to it. The feeling of her tight sphincter, as it engulfed my cock, was enough to make me blow my load.
Jessie was sore for a moment, but with my cock covered in her juice, she moved past that quickly. She was now ramming my cock into her arse, when I slapped one cheek. Then waited and slapped the other. I kept this up for a little while when she put her hand onto her clit and started rubbing it hard. I was doing everything to keep from blowing my load, and seeing this I couldn’t stop. I shot load after load of cum directly into her arse. She rammed down once more and froze in that spot. The sphincter muscle was now clamping around the base of my cock, while Jessie was pulling on her clit. All of a sudden I saw her eyes roll back into her head and she stayed like that for a short while.
She waited in that position for some time, when all of a sudden she fell backwards onto the sand. My cock slipped out of her invaded arse because it had wilted, while Jessie was above me. I raised myself up on my elbows and looked down at Jessie and saw that she was wasted. I got up and lay next to her, just watching her breath. It must have been a good orgasm because of her panting and the colour of her face, being red.
I got up, walked over and picked up a drink for her. I went back over and laid back down. Finally she gathered enough breath to say, “Oh Jason that was wonderful. I love your cock.” I smiled at her and just opened the can and handed it over. She accepted and sucked some of the cola into her mouth. I waited for a short time when she looked at me and smiled. “I’m glad that I went on that blind date. I nearly went home because I hate people trying to match you up.” I told her the same thing.
When were rested enough Jessie and I got and walked down to the water. We started playing tickle and chasing the other down the beach or into the water. Jessie was really enjoying herself. She was smiling and laughing so much, that I hated to leave. But, it was getting late and we had to return the boat and go home. We washed ourselves once more and after that, got into the boat, and started motoring across the water. Jessie cuddled into me, as I rested my arm around her shoulder. I would every so often pinch her tit or nipple and she would pinch me back. Finally we were close enough that we had to get dressed, so we put on our clothes and went back to cuddling.
Part 4, That night

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A rookie’s folly(formerly called the huntress)

So, this is a story I wrote last year, a young huntress decides to try and prove herself and it goes awry, though she may liek the new results better. anyways this story contains bestiality, size difference etc. so normal warnings you must be of age to read this on and on such and such, anyways enjoy(also pardon and grammar issues, I have a nerve issue which causes me to transpose my words a lot, I do my best to catch the mistakes and ammend them but some can slip through)

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Demonology; part 3

The warm light filtering through the tall windows warmed Amanda’s naked form. Stretching like a cat in sunlight, Amanda cracked one eye open then the other. Her husband’s still sleeping form was next to her in bed, his horns having gown exponentially in the last couple of weeks. At first it was something concerning for Amanda, but he assured her that it was perfectly natural and part of his final stages of development.
The Taipan demons, of which her husband, Balthazar was one, were the record keepers of the nine realms. They studied other species and wrote books on them. As a species advances, like humans, they take a more interested role, usually keeping to the shadows to avoid “cultural contamination” they called it. In instances like Amanda, cultural contamination can result in an advantageous situation. The Taipan females were growing to be infertile and the race was in danger of extinction. Balthazar’s marriage to Amanda was a test to see if a human woman could carry a Taipan child to term. The news was frightening to Amanda but she had no other course, she was already pregnant.
Once a week she was required to report to Balthazar’s brother Mikel for progress on the pregnancy. The incubation period for a Taipan child was about three months, so it was unclear just how long a mixed child would take and they wanted to be prepared.
Amanda got up, dressed and trudged down the hallway to Mikel’s lab. Entering without knocking she found him reading a book.
“Humans are fascinating creatures.” Mikel commented without looking up.
“How so?”
“In general.” Mikel looked up as Amanda sat in a nearby chair. “How are you feeling today?”
“Exhausted, hungry, tired, a little run down, did I mention sleepy?”
Sitting at his work bench with a stack of books around him, Mikel listened carefully committing everything to his memory. She never saw him write anything, just listen. What was eerie was that he was able to recall the smallest of detail with such precision, you’d think he was reading it.
“How much sleep did you actually get?”
“About nine hours. Which is about two more than I normally need.”
Mikel began searching his work bench for something. Amanda was still unclear of his purpose but Mikel was somewhere between doctor and mad scientist. She wouldn’t be surprised if he handed her a bottle of pills or a rat tail to carry.
Finding a small dram of a yellow liquid he handed it to her.
“Two drops on your tongue when you are ready to sleep. It should be fine for you to take. Now, about your world…”
Amanda sat back and answered question upon question about her world and what the people were like. More importantly what child birth was life for a human. In new territory herself, Amanda had to admit she knew next to nothing about it. The last two visits, Mikel had focused these appointments on her and her background and genetic information. He took some samples from her but never told her why. The change of topic from her to her old world made her sad. She missed her little house, missed her brother and missed her job as a writer. Her new world with Balthazar was fascinating, learning about his culture and their world history. She was still unsure about being a wife and mother and eventually a Queen. But, for some strange reason, she trusted Balthazar not to steer her wrong.
At the conclusion of her appointment with Mikel, she stood, taking her dram of liquid and started heading out of the room.
“One last thing…” Mikel stopped her, “I may need your help with a project. It’s one that I am sure Balthazar would not want you to be involved with but I require your expertise. Can I count on your help?”
“I need to know what I am getting into before I can make that kind of guarantee.” Amanda stopped and turned to face him.
“I need to harvest more of your kind to repopulate our species.”
Amanda stood quietly.
“Harvest?”
Mikel nodded. Amanda grew angry.
“You don’t harvest people, we don’t grow on trees.”
“Fine, acquire. I need your help.”
“With what? Kidnapping women for you to knock up?”
“I need you to guide me to a large population of females for selection.”
“You’re a pig.”
“This is from the King himself.” Mikel responded evenly.
It was hard to rile Mikel, but it was apparently easy for Amanda to lose her cool.
“I’m sure Balthazar would be very interested in knowing about this.”
“He already knows and he approves but requests that we ask permission first.”
Amanda stood staring at her brother-in-law, mouth open.
“We leave in two hours. Make your preparations.” Mikel turned away from the redhead and went back to his books.
Turning from his room, Amanda was shocked that Balthazar would agree to this sort of mass kidnapping. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. Wondering the halls without looking where she was going, she decided that she was going to go but only to prevent them from taking these women. Maybe she would stay in her world, terminate the pregnancy and forget that she was ever in a demon dimension.
A sudden pain caused her to double over. Her stomach contorted, as if something was moving inside of her. Amanda moved her shirt up to look at her stomach, still flat but with something clearly wrong. Staggering back to her room she hoped that Balthazar was awake to help her and to answer a few questions.
At her room, she was disappointed to find them empty, but the pain had subsided for now. In a foul mood, Amanda stripped her clothes off and headed to the bathroom to bathe. Underneath the faux waterfall, Amanda tried to rinse the morning off of her. Upset and confused about what she was doing and what she wanted, she began to lather her body. Rubbing her breasts with the soap, she found her nipples to be incredibly sensitive. At first surprised, she began to explore this new development. The areolas had darkened and spread while the nipples were now erect and slightly longer. The water on them created a very pleasurable experience, it wasn’t until she rubbed them that it caused a heighten state of arousal instantly.
As her left hand explored the possibilities of nipple tweaking, her right hand instinctively went south. It didn’t take long for Amanda to work up a sweat rubbing her clit. Closing her eyes Amanda stuck her first three fingers inside her and began to work out her frustrations on herself. She only served to work herself up but was having her usual problem alleviating it. Feeling a hand on her back bend her over, she looked back and saw Balthazar taking up position behind her. He entered her easily and began to rock gently. Amanda was thankful that he had arrived when he had but she was still mad at him. Pushing back against him with force, she took her anger out on his cock. Slowly she could feel his knot beginning to swell. For now it stimulated the opening of her pussy before it became lodged inside her.
When it was clear it was not pulling free from her, Balthazar pushed harder and deeper, feeling her muscles contract around him sent ripples of pleasure throughout his body. At the height of his pleasure his body convulsed and he roared like a beast filling her with his seed once more.
Now that she was pregnant and his body have sensed it, it took a few moments for the swelling in his knot to subside enough where he could dislodge from her.
Amanda stood and turned to face her husband, a goofy look on his face. Slapping him hard, she turned and grabbed a towel and exited the waterfall.
“Blast a peirol, what has gotten into you girl?” He exclaimed watching her towel off.
“Harvest women? You really want me to help your brother harvest female humans?”
The venom caused Balthazar to stare at her for a long moment before he could register what she had said.
“Recruit. I don’t want to force anyone.”
“But you would have me go?”
“I’m going too, I figured you would want to ensure the women was coming on their own.”
Amanda stormed into their bedroom and began to dress. She wasn’t happy with this idea but she was less angry knowing that he would be with her. Balthazar came stumbling out of the bathroom toweling himself off but having caught the towel on one of his horns.
“Amanda, having been taking prisoner by those people, I would not want to suffer anyone the same fate or worse. It is important to me that you know that.”
Amanda turned and began to laugh, seeing the towel. Balthazar’s brow furrowed.
“It’s not funny.” He said.
She laughed harder. Walking up to her he bowed his head allowing her to remove the fabric for him.
“I’m not used to them yet.” He ran his hand over the smooth black horn that was now about five inches long.
“I like them.” Amanda smiled.
Balthazar sighed and smiled too.
“I don’t like to fight.”
“Then consider it over.”
She kissed his check and started to get dress. Looking over her shoulder she saw he was lost in thought.
“What is it?” She asked.
“Nothing, just a bad feeling.” Turning, he walked to his clothing and began to dress as well.
***
A short time later Balthazar and Amanda were standing with Mikel and three other demons in a room Amanda could only assume was a ritual room of some sort. It was a round room with a stone floor and the center removed for the fire pit. Incense burned causing Amanda to become slightly dizzy.
“Do we know this is going to work?” Amanda whispered to Balthazar.
“No.”
“Isn’t this a little risky and hasty?”
“We are a desperate people.”
Amanda was nervous. Balthazar had said there was no way that they could go back. How could this happen?
As if waiting for her to think it, a light floated in the air on the far side of the room that dripped light to the ground. A rip opened up before them and a blinding light greeted them from the other side.
“Go.” Mikel instructed.
One by one the demons walked through the rip, disappearing from site. Amanda looked at Balthazar and reached for his hand. Taking it, he led her through the tear and into the unknown.
There was light everywhere. It blinded them, it stuffed into their ears making them deaf, it choked the air from them. Soon Amanda realized she had let go of Balthazar and she was alone. Frantically trying to move through the soupy resistance of the interdimensional light, Amanda was afraid that she would be stuck, lost between worlds and without her beast. Grasping around as if she was in the dark, she kept bumping into something that was grabbing for her. Allowing her arms to be taken she followed through and prayed that it was a friend on the other side.
The light continued to hurt her eyes, but it was receding , color and shapes were visible.
“Well, lookee here Marlon.” She heard a man’s voice say.
Turning towards the source of the sound she tried blinking the light away. Seeing the shape of a man before her, she looked around. The shapes were starting to come into focus, there were many people around. Turning every which way, Amanda realized she was surrounded. As her vision cleared she recognized faces and wished that she had remained blind.
“Lucinda, we have a visitor. Let’s make her feel welcomed.” The smiling man stated.
Amanda screamed and the group reached for her.
***
“I won’t leave her to them.” Balthazar hissed.
“You won’t. These are the people she saved you from?” Mikel asked.
Balthazar nodded.
“Good, we have our cattle.” Mikel turned and looked at the three other demons. “Don’t kill, we need them as healthy as possible.”
They nodded in agreement.
“Any objections to this?” Mikel asked impassively.
“Just let me kill the head male.” Balthazar growled as he watched the smiling man grab Amanda by her hair.
“He is yours.”
“We need a plan.” Balthazar said. “Follow me.”
Reluctantly he retreated to Amanda’s house to plan their attack.
***
The smiling man was standing in the midst of a circle of his people. His right hand holding Amanda by her hair, he looked at his people crouched in the dirt around him.
‘Peons.’ He thought as he spoke. ‘Not one of them worth what little power they hold.’
He paused. Looking at their faces it was clear he had said something they didn’t understand. Again. Disgusted he threw the woman in the dirt at his feet.
“She stole from us. Her body is forfeit.”
Turning, the smiling man walked to the picnic bench to try once again to decipher the book that he had been pouring over for months. The circle swarmed the redheaded woman.
‘Good. Maybe her friend will come to rescue her, then we’ll be ready.’
***
Amanda screamed as a dozen pairs of hands began ripping at her clothes, pulling at her hair and pulling her into a thousand different directions. A fight broke out over her and the two men were pulled away from the group to duke it out elsewhere. A couple of women took the opportunity to hold fast to a wrist or ankle, preventing her from getting away. An overweight man with thinning hair lowered himself between her legs and smiled. He could have been a doctor or an accountant but he was here, about to become a rapist. He looked at her breasts and ran his hand across her chest apprehensively. His smile grew to a broader grin and he began to lick and bite at her nipples. He jammed his fat fingers up her pussy, roughly moving them around in an effort to get her wet. It only disgusted Amanda.
Her left hand was suddenly free. Looking over she saw that an impatient man mounted the woman holding that hand from behind. In her ecstasy the woman let her go. Taking the opportunity, Amanda punched the man with her left fist. Not her strongest hand and never having punched anyone before, she was impressed with herself that she managed to knock the guy back. The rest of the group was shocked enough that she could free herself through kicking and scratching.
The smiling man looked up and gritted his teeth. Slamming the cover closed he walked over to Amanda and grabbed her before she could gain her balance. Dragging her by her wrist, he headed straight for the house.
Inside the house was dark and there was a pungent smell of incense with herbs. There was a haze in the air that made Amanda’s eyes water. Heading up the stairs, he continued to drag her behind him, stopping at the door at the far end of the hallway. Turning the handle the threw the door open.
Amanda was shocked at how strong the smiling man really was. She tried to hit his arm, pry his hand off her and tried punching him with her other hand, but he continued to hold her in a vice like grip.
The door opened revealing a darkened bedroom. Amanda struggled to free herself, found her voice and began to scream for help. Sighing a heavy sigh, the smiling man clamped his other hand over her mouth, kicking the door behind them closed.
Inside the room, he flung Amanda on the bed and locked the door, pocketing a key. Turning he crossed his arms and watched as she tried to find a way out of the room. Pulling back the curtains she found the windows had been boarded up. Aside from the bathroom, the only other door was on the far end of the room. Pulling those doors open she found a closet full of strange things. Backing away slowly she recognized it as a BDSM closet. Whips, crops, paddles, spikes, knifes, blindfolds, gags and a host of restraints were hung up and displayed proudly.
“Oh God.” She whispered.
Looking over her shoulder at the man she was so totally unsure of what to do that she sat down on the floor.
“Please don’t hurt me.” She whispered.
“Now, where would be the fun in that?” He asked walking towards the closet.
Amanda ran for the door but found that it locked from the inside by a key and remembered that he had pocketed it a moment ago. Turning to face the man she looked around the room for anyway that she could defend herself. She was totally vulnerable.
The man moved and brought her attention back to him. He reached over and lit some incense. Then rested against the wall casually as if he was waiting for something. Amanda stood confused for a moment. Blinking heavily she could not remember how long she had been standing there. No, she wasn’t standing. She was leaning. Against something. On something. What was going on? Shaking her head she couldn’t quite clear her head. It wasn’t until the crop hit against her bare ass that clarity came. She was shackled against a heavy wooden wall that was up at an angle. Her ass burned where the leather met her skin, causing her to scream at each swing.
“I considered using a gag, but I wanted to hear how you’ll scream later.” He leaned in close to her, pulling her hair back and hissing into her ear. “You’ve caused me a lot of trouble, little girl, I should have something to show for it.”
He reached over and hit a lever. The table fell forward and landed level. Turning a crank the shackles began to withdraw into the table and pulled her limbs tight. It was a medieval rack. Amanda gritted her teeth as the tightness of her muscles began to burn from the strain. The smiling man stopped cranking and locked the crank in place. He disappeared from her vision for a moment before returning with a wicked looking machine.
“I’m going to take care of some work, in the meantime I’m going to get you ready.”
He wheeled the machine behind her and between her legs. Unable to turn around, Amanda had no idea what was happening. The sudden whir of gears turning made her heart jump. The feel of something pressing against the lips of her pussy made her whole body jump. With a click, the machine pushed forward and began fucking Amanda’s body. Unable to move, Amanda struggled to get away in vain. The smiling man walked around, needle in hand, smiling at her.
“Soon my dear.”
He injected the liquid into her arm causing Amanda to fall asleep.
***
‘It smells like dog here.’ Amanda thought as she began coming to.
Opening one eye then the other she was staring at a dog looking at her from behind a chain link fence. She tried to stand up but found that she was contorted into an awkward position and held there with wood and rope. Bent over a wide wooden board which supported her stomach she found a second board prevented her from sitting up. On her hands and knees tied to the four posts holding up the boards, she could not move. The crowd of people stood outside the fence and watched eagerly. Amanda looked around to try and make sense of what was happening.
The smiling man stood on the outside of the fence, very calmly watching her. Turning to a woman nearby he said very clearly;
“Lucinda, release the hounds.”
The man nodded and walked out of Amanda’s line of vision. Her heart raced. She did not want to be ripped apart by hungry angry dogs. But the cold nose between her legs made her realized she was not dog food, rather she was to be a dog toy.
“Are you joking?!” She struggled against her confines as the dogs began to lick her inner legs and arms.
A roar startled everyone and caused the dogs to run from Amanda’s tempting body. Looking around, Amanda watched as people began running in all directions. Struggling, she could not wiggle her way out. Silently she wondered if the smiling man had been in the navy.
Balthazar and Mikel appeared in her sight line and was advancing towards her. Conferring for a moment, Mikel turned to go a different direction as her husband approached the fence. Looking at her with murder in his eyes, he stood silently. Cries and screams in the distance kept the exchange from being totally silent.
“What happened? Were you violated?” He asked, trying to keep his anger in check.
“Only by machinery.” She explained, trying to wiggle out of the knots again. “They were going to watch a pack of dogs have their way with me.”
Balthazar entered the pen and approached her slowly.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes, I will be once I get out of this contraption.” She said, wiggling again.
Balthazar nodded but then stopped.
“What?”
“Do that again.” He asked her.
Amanda began trying to wiggle out of the ropes. Balthazar’s eyes glazed over.
“Oh no.” She warned.
Before she could explain the true danger they were in, Balthazar had already began licking her from behind.
“Stop, we got…to get….out of her….” She panted.
“We’re fine.” He said between licks.
“No…he’ll…ugh….kill…..you for you….power. Uh…” She moaned.
“No, he won’t.”
Balthazar gently flicked at his wife’s clit with his claw, catching it and causing it to bounce around and grow stiffer. Amanda’s eyes flew wide as the sensation grew more intense. In the position she was in, it served her ass up in such a tantalizing way, Balthazar could not help himself and smacked her ass hard. The stinging sensation of his hand on the welts from the riding crop sent pain shooting throughout her body and took her breath away. Another smack and Amanda began wiggling her ass. Another open palm smack. Balthazar was growing excited. Moving into position, he scratched up his wife’s leg as he impaled her with his cock. Both moaned at the sensation of penetration.
With great force, Balthazar plunged into his mate over and over again. The frenzy with which he attacked her pussy excited Amanda. Their quickies tended to be extremely pleasurable and usually resulted in something stationary breaking. This time, the only thing broken was a sweat that covered both their bodies. Grunting and growling, Balthazar suddenly pulled out and came all over her back.
Panting, Amanda sat for a moment before she asked to be released. Balthazar cut the ropes with his claws and helped her to her feet, holding her steady.
“Thanks.” Looking around she realized that the world had grown quiet. “What happened?”
“We’ve got what we came for.”
“But that man…”
“Is no longer a threat to you. He’s gone. Let’s go back to your house to get cleaned up. We have a few hours before we have to get back.”
Amanda wanted answers but also wanted a shower. Making their way to the house, it felt like it had been years since she had been home. Standing in her living room she realized that it didn’t feel like home to her. She had only spent a short time in this house. Climbing the stairs, she made her way to her bathroom and started a shower.
“You okay?” Balthazar asked walking in behind her.
“Yeah. I’m just tired.”
Balthazar nodded and disappeared from the room. The clomping of his hooves on the stairs indicated his direction. Amanda stepped into the shower and attempted to wash away the night from her body and memory.
As she came out of the bathroom drying her hair with her towel, she found Balthazar sitting on the edge of the made bed looking at a frame picture of her brother and his two kids.
“That’s my brother, Sam and his son Tom and his daughter Beth.” Amanda smiled.
“Where are they?”
Amanda began slipping on a pair of jean shorts.
“They are up in Charleston. Mandy, Sam’s wife died a couple of years ago. Complications from a surgery. It was a freak thing. Now it is just them. He does the best that he can.”
As she slipped her shirt over her head, Amanda realized she could still help her brother. Grabbing a piece of paper she began scrawling a note that left her house to her brother should something happen to her. Standing up satisfied, she took a last look around.
“I’m ready to go home.” She said softly.
Standing, Balthazar handed her the picture.
“Bring it with you.” He suggested.
Amanda looked at the photo and smiled, setting the picture down on the nearby table.
“I better not.”
Without a further word, Amanda left her house.
***
“So this is the flock you have culled from the masses?” The king asked.
Amanda, Mikel and Balthazar stood looking at the room with the five women chained to the floor.
“We can harvest…. acquire more later, father.” Mikel replied.
“That is to be seen.” Looking over at Amanda the king smiled. “How are you doing my dear?”
“So far so good.” Amanda smiled back.
There was something unsettling about the king that Amanda could not put her finger on. She had not told Balthazar about her uncomfortableness around his father.
“Splendid.” The king looked at Balthazar. “I hope for a granddaughter.” He replied softly.
Balthazar nodded as the king walked away. Looking at her husband she took his hand in hers.
“And if it is a boy?” She whispered.
“Then we hope that these females can produce.”
Amanda looked at the room with a cold eye. Had she not been attacked by them she may have felt some ounce of pity. Circumstances being what they were, she felt that they deserved a worse fate then the repopulation saviors they would be.
Mikel motioned behind him and five reptilian females entered the room, each taking up a woman and leading them from the room through a back door to bathe and prepare them.
“Ow.”
Amanda doubled over, the blinding pain came on fast this time. A tightness in her stomach that stretched her skin and made her feel full, bloated even. Standing slowly, Amanda realized that her stomach was slightly bigger. Looking at Balthazar, shock was written across her face.
“I forgot to mention, we are known for kicking in the womb, and with the hooves…” Balthazar smiled almost apologetically.
A second kick knocked the wind from Amanda. Mikel sprang into action.
“Tongue, stick out your tongue.”
Amanda obeyed and he placed a couple of drops from a small vial onto her tongue. The liquid was sweet tasting, almost like honeysuckle when things dimmed in her view.
“You’re going to sleep for a bit now, Amanda.” She heard his voice far off in the distance.
Wherever she was, she was floating. No longer needing to walking, she glided down the hallways of the castle. Her white gossamer dress flowing around her, her long red hair spilling like a cape behind her. She turned and faced a door to her left. Hand in front of the doorknob, it opened on its own. Inside was a group of humans having an orgy. They were dirty and tired looking but continuing with the sex anyway. Occasionally someone would hit, bit or punch another person otherwise the whole group moved and undulated like it was one organism.
Amanda floated out of the room and down the hall. In the next room on the right, she opened the door and found a bevy of females both human and reptilian frolicking around a small pond. A golden light shining over their beautiful naked skin. Floating towards the group, she dipped a toe in the water and felt the warmth. Willing herself lower, the dress dissolved in the water. The water felt slightly thicker than normal water and tasted sweet, like honeysuckle. A reptilian woman waded over and began suckling one of Amanda’s breasts. The sensation was amazing. She felt connected to this being, experiencing what pleasure the reptilian woman felt in addition to her own pleasure. Another reptilian woman and a human both came over. The reptilian woman took the other breast and linked into the pleasure chain that started with Amanda. The human woman lifted Amanda’s ass gently out of the liquid and began to suckle her clit. The electricity from the sensation acted like a battery for the other women in the pond. One by one they waded to the group and began to fondle, finger, suckle and caress each other. Soon a web of female bodies moved and undulated in shared and overwhelming ecstasy. There was no release but a slow and constant pleasure that was amazing and pure.
Slowly Amanda opened her eyes and realized that she was alone in the pond. She knew that she had absorbed these women but they chose that fate. Looking to her right was a lone demon female. She held her arms open to Amanda. Rushing to her Amanda wrapped her arms around the woman as well. There was a sense of urgency in her embrace. Pulling away, the demon woman began kissing Amanda deeply, creating a stirring between her legs. Reaching down, the demon woman spread Amanda’s lips apart, slipping a finger inside her. Using her thumb to rub Amanda’s clit, the demon woman worked her hand while she continued to kiss her with abandon.
Their coupling grew increasingly more intense. Leading Amanda to a nearby bed, the demon woman produced a double headed dildo from thin air. Sliding Amanda’s legs open gently, she inserted the dong and began to work it back and forth slowly. Amanda leaned back enjoying the sensation. Looking up, she wanted more, wanted to share the bliss. Pulling the demon woman on to the bed, she positioned the other head at her dark red and swollen lips and pulled her close. Amanda watched the face of the demon woman as she was filled. Their pussy lips touched with the dildo between them. Rocking back and forth, rubbing their clits against each other created a world of pleasures that they circuited between each other, driving the other to a more extreme state of arousal and pleasure.
The demon woman began to rub her breasts and pant and she rocked and undulated against Amanda. Her voice began to rise in levels as she grew closer to her climax. Watching the woman alone was enough to get Amanda close to climaxing, but the physical experience was almost too much for her to handle. Arching her back and thrusting her hips forward Amanda launched into her own orgasm. A second later the demon woman came, shuddering and shrieking.
Looking up, Amanda was alone on the bed and dressed in her white dress again. Rising above the bed she floated out of the room and into the hall once more.
The hallway seemed darker, like a storm was on the horizon. Floating into the next room, Amanda found herself in the dark. Falling to the ground she felt the cold stone beneath her and the presence of another in the room. A flash of lightning through one of the windows revealed she was in a minimally decorated room, with one fainting couch and a table in the room. Walking over to the couch, she sat down. The next flash of lightning revealed the smiling man in front of her, smiling.
Amanda screamed but felt powerless to move away, her body paralyzed with fear. The smiling man pushed her back on the couch and unbuttoned his shirt carefully.
“You’ve caused me a lot of trouble, little girl, I should have something to show for it.”
He began removing his pants when Amanda felt motion in her limbs once more. Trying to bolt from the room, the smiling man grabbed her easily, ripping her dress in the process. Throwing her back on to the couch, he felt under her dress and found what he was looking for. Not bothering to remove the pants, he thrusted forward and entered Amanda in a single motion. Running a hand into her hair, he held her tightly in his grip, slowly making love to her.
Amanda felt sickened and repulsed while her body reciprocated this feeling. The smiling man kissed up her neck to her face and before she realized it, she was returning his kisses. Wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his body she pulled him deeper into her. Raising his head, the smiling man began laughing and faded away.
Amanda sat up and locked around, instantly her body began to rise from the ground and she floated out of the room and back into the hallway. Looking the direction she was heading she noticed hundreds of doors in the hallway and she knew she had to go into each one of them.
***
“What is going on with her?” Balthazar asked watching his wife’s body thrash about on the bed.
“The child is in the growth state of development and her body is not able to keep up. She’s been experiencing the pain for a short time but chose to keep it concealed. It was only going to get worse for her. So now, we keep her sedated until the child is ready to be birthed. Otherwise the pain will come to such a point that she will beg us to kill her.”
“Why is she tossing and turning, is it the pain?” Balthazar asked frantic that he was unable to help her.
“No, she is dreaming. Must be scary monsters.”
Mikel turned and exited the room as Balthazar watched his wife, terrified that he would be losing her soon.
…to be continued.

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A Reasonable Deal (Pt. 6)

John reflects on first, an evening with Mark and Samantha, then himself. Bianca is unaware of some under-the-table work her daughter is doing at the office.