Incest/Taboo John Smith Inc

With sheer force of will she walked gracefully to greet her master, her Jimmy Choo Black Suede heels clicking across the marble tile floor. John didn't turn to meet her. As she drew closer, he said. "City awards, not bad. You've been doing some great work here, I've heard. I never expect a mayoral accommodation."

The two receptionists pretended to work but were tuned into every word. Tammy laughed, "No silly that was for the work you've done for the city with the shelter and park projects." She pulled him into a hug and quickly kissed him on the lips, her pussy was like a faucet, she was happy she thought to add a napkin to her panties. Leaning forward, she whispered in his ear, "Do you want to tour your facility first or come to my office and fuck me."

He didn't need to reading her mind, John knew she was at the very limits of her control, "Shall we adjourn to your office, we've much to discuss." That was for the benefit of the receptionists. Taking him by the hand, Tammy led the way. No sooner were they in her outer office introducing John to her secretary, who wanted to stand, but was unprepared for anything more than a courtesy "nice to meet you, sir". With a stern look, Tammy told him they weren't to be disturbed. John casually entered the office, followed closely by Tammy who shut and locked the door.

Impressed by the simply yet elegant decoration in her office, John complemented her again. Tammy had very good taste and he could see only one or two pieces were of any significant value.

As he turned to face her, Tammy was upon him. She pulled him tightly into her embrace, no longer able to control herself, kissing his neck until he leaned down and their mouths met in a deep passionate kiss. Tammy lust was unbridled. As they tongue danced, she tried to remove her clothes, she needed to feel him touching her naked skin. Then in an instance they were both of them naked, thanks to John's magic. She wasn't surprised to notice he too was very aroused. She should have been surprised at these things, she'd not been around him much in the last few years, he was truly showing off.

A large king size bed appeared out of nowhere as John sat as Tammy fell to her knees worshiping his enormous cock. She couldn't remember when she'd last had the privilege of having any sex with him, her juices were running down her leg as she somehow was able to take his huge cock down her throat. Gurgling sounds ceased as she took his cock deeper, surprised she was able to breath despite his cock being so deep. Working it with both hands, she was amazed again as felt as if it was actually sliding in and out of her wet pussy. She would have screamed if not for John's cock, as a huge orgasm exploded within her. It was epic. She found herself losing consciousness, then was alert again as she was laying in the bed as John fucked her missionary style gazing into her green eyes. Again, she exploded. This time she screamed loudly, she hoped it would remain inside the room, but remembering due to the culture she created, it didn't matter.

John fucked Tammy hard and fast, pounding her pussy lovingly. He'd forgotten how much he loved fucking her. She was one of his oldest converts. For a moment he thought about how they first met when she was working at the bank, and he'd just received his inheritance. He smiled as Tammy came again. He didn't stop, as Tammy regain some composure she asked if he would finish in her mouth, he didn't object and soon she was tasting the unmistakable flavor of butterscotch as it flowed onto her tongue and she tried to swallow all of it down.

Elizabeth took that moment to "tag" both he and the girl. She didn't know what else to call it. She'd be able to track both of them. She already had a name and address for the man. The girl, she'd have to do some digging after they left. She worried she may have stumbled into a "human trafficking ring".

After a going through the girl's dresser, she found her driver's license. She hadn't been in LA long, she'd not yet gotten a California license. She was from Tulsa Oklahoma, a country girl, new to the city and vulnerable. Elizabeth was becoming angry, she turned over a few sheets of paper to learn that she'd left Tulsa to seek an acting career. She'd already been to several auditions and was hoping for call backs.

This was so typical. When will these lonely kids get it? This kind of stuff only happens in the movies. Now she was caught up in something much bigger than herself.

This really put a damper on Elizabeth's plans of going home early. "I guess Trevor Noah will have to wait."

Using her phone and her tracker, Elizabeth was surprised to see the car had stopped in a plush neighborhood of Beverly Hills. She was going to have to switch cars, that wouldn't take too long it was along the way.

It was Saturday afternoon, Evan was excited to be attending his first "Fraternity Toga Party". Walking to the local supermarket he was planning on bringing chips and a six pack of his favorite beer. He'd recently acquired a taste for Dos Equis. Despite being under age and having a babyface, Evan didn't worry about being carded, it would never come up, his gifts would see to that. In the checkout line, he noticed a very attractive older woman in line at the next register. She was average height with shoulder length red dark hair and a very nice figure, a little top heavy some might say. He smiled thinking about what she might look like naked. He mentally undressed her as he watched her through his sunglasses. As the line moved forward, he couldn't shake the feeling he'd seen her somewhere before. She was dressed rather casual, tight yoga pants that really complemented her figure and a flowery print top that hugged her breasts in a way that drew attention to her flat tummy. He'd seen many women in yoga pants, many whom should never leave the house dressed that way, but not this woman. Yoga pants were made with her in mind. With all the coeds he'd fucked and were eager to fuck him, Evan never pay much attention to women that were past their twenties. Not that he hadn't heard stories of how different they were in bed or how grateful, he simply never pursued it.

As luck would have it, they finished checking out at the same time. As he watched her struggle with the heavy cart full of her bagged groceries, admiring her nice ass. He suddenly remembered, why she seemed to be so familiar. She was the dean of the humanities depart at his university, Professor Lisa Davis. She was definitely hot. He'd never seen her dressed so casually. He didn't know much about her, though. Deciding to learn more he hustled to catch up with her.

"Hey Professor Davis, how's it going? Could you use some help with that cart?"

Catching her off guard, she turned to her right and saw the young man. "Evan, is that you? How are you? Sure, I could use a bit of help." She stepped out of the way and Evan pushed the cart. "What brings you up to Albertson's in the middle of the day?"

He shouldn't have been surprised that she knew who he was, Evan had become very popular man on campus. They talked as she led him to her red 2019 Infiniti QX60 SUV. He explained he was picking up a few things to share at the toga party that night. She told him that she'd over shopped and could use a hand getting it all in her car as she remotely opened the back and Evan began putting the bags into the car. He didn't realize that Professor Davis was checking him out. She'd heard the rumors about him, and wasn't going to pass up this fortunate meeting. "Thanks so much for your help, I forgot how handy it is to have a man around to do the heavy lifting." She smiled, batted her eyes and turned up her flirting to high. "Perhaps I can repay the favor, do you need a ride back to campus or to the party?"

Evan couldn't remember if there we a Mr. Davis, but the man around the house comment led him to believe there wasn't. "Oh, thanks. That would save me some time, but the party doesn't start for several hours and I don't want to be too early. Perhaps I could help you put away some of these things you bought?"

Lisa Davis thought to herself, "Either he'd already on board or he's probing. Hmmm...I like the idea of him probing."

Arriving at an upscaled neighborhood, Lisa drove her SUV into the first stall of a three-car garage. There was a small red sports car parked in the second stall, a 2019 Porsche 911 Turbo S. Evan began to rethink the Mr. Davis question. He could read her mind, but it wasn't an issue. "Nice car, Mr. Davis'?" He asked.

"No, sorry. I wish it were. Mr. Davis died six years ago. It's my fun car. I drive it to work occasionally, but it's mostly for fun and weekends." She said with little trace of sadness. She went on to tell him how he'd died suddenly in a freak car accident, as Evan helped her put away the groceries. She ended by unintentionally telling him how lonely she was and how much she appreciated his company.

They were in the close confines of her large pantry, as he turned to pick up her the remaining boxes, she was right there, close enough to touch, staring at him, lust in her eyes. Not one for wasting time, they both knew what they wanted. He pulled her close into a quick kiss, lips only. They both pulled back staring into each other's eyes before going back into a long passionate, tongue wrestle, blood boiling, breath taking, toe curling lip lock. It had been several months since she'd been with a man. All that pent-up passion she released on Evan. She pulled him closer, mashing her marvelous tits into his chest. She felt the unmistakable hardness between his legs, surprising her with its impossible size.

She pulled him out of the pantry and began unbuttoning his jeans and quickly had his cock out. She was shocked. It was huge, the rumors didn't do it justice. Evan indeed possessed a monster cock. She didn't waste any more time trying to guess his size, but immediately began licking it and sucked it into her mouth.

Impressed with her skills, Evan was happy to let her take the lead, worshiping his cock. Professor Davis definitely knew what she was doing. At first, she was only able to take a few inches, but she didn't let that deter her. Having lived a few years longer, she had a dozen more tricks she could employ. Had it not been for his conversion as an agent, she would have had him coming in only a few minutes.

Peeling off her top and releasing her tits, Evan beheld the first pair of enhanced breasts he'd ever seen and they were fabulous! They were a perfect fit on her small frame. Large hard very pink nipples extending from perfect circled areoles suspended over her well-defined abs. "Do you like? Not like the coeds on campus, but pretty close, eh?" They stood out proudly from her chest, she cuddled them squeezing them in her hands, showing him how firm yet soft they were.

"Yes, madam!" Evan said as he proceeded to peel her yoga pants off her shapely legs. Despite being a fair skinned redhead, she wasn't as pale as many redheads Evan had seen. She was almost completely naked, all that remained was her black thong, and after freeing her from her pants Evan pulled those off, too.

She was indeed beautiful. Evan held the picture in his mind. She'd almost completely shaved her pussy, except for a narrow red landing strip which was closely cropped, as if to say, "the carpet does match the drapes". Lisa was thankful now that she'd listened to her girlfriends' suggestions to "despite any lulls in dating, always maintain your waxing. You never know when you'll get lucky."

Again, Evan marveled at how toned and simply beautiful Lisa was, inspecting her pussy, which seemed to open rose in the morning sunlight. Her major lips were larger than he'd seen before and he found that attractive. Lisa was beginning to become self-conscious, as he took in the sight before him. She'd never been with a younger man before and was beginning to doubt if she measured up to the much younger women he'd fucked. She didn't have to wait long, as Evan practically dove between her legs. He licked her for several minutes, ignoring her clit, until she was practically begging for him to give it some attention. When he did, she exploded, covering his face in her delicious juices. Leaving no doubt that he liked what he saw. She was more than ready for him.

Through mutual silent consent he entered her in the traditional missionary position, both wanting to watch each other's eyes as he entered her for the first time. Lisa had been with her share of men, but Evan was the biggest by far. As he slowly eased himself in, Evan watched as her eyes rolled back in her head. "Oh! Oh, my..." She was cumming again, and he'd only put half of it in her. By the time he bottomed out, Lisa was panting, on the verge of yet another orgasm.

"Mmmm...nice and tight, just the way I like'em. Are you ready to be fucked?" He asked her, not expecting an answer. He began to slowly pull out and Lisa sighed, but remembered two could play that game. She flexed her kegel muscles, gripping his cock, pulling him back. "What's this?" He'd felt women pull on him before, but Lisa seemed to not only know what she was doing, and was stronger than all the girls he'd fucked. He stopped short and pushed back hard, causing Lisa to moan with delight being full once again. Before she could enjoy the full sensation, he pulled back, catching her off guard, but just as he pulled almost completely out, she caught the mushroom head, causing Evan to smile. He pushed back faster and repeated the action. He was fucking her fast and she was loving every second of it. She came again, she didn't know she was multi-orgasmic. She could barely think, losing the battle of "tug of war".

Suddenly they were fucking doggystyle, she didn't remember him pulling out or changing positions. He was bucking her ass quickly, she came again. Now she was riding him, cowgirl, as he watched her tits sway. They didn't bounce like natural tits, but he didn't care, neither did she. They were both covered in a light sheen of sweat, they'd been fucking for over forty minutes and Evan had yet to come. As for herself, she'd lost count after four.

"Where do you want it?" Evan asked. He'd not put on a condom and she was still young enough to get pregnant, he thought. She didn't answer, but jumped off and with both hands and mouth she coaxed his release. It was massive. She tried to keep up with his flow, but she couldn't. It spilled from the corners of her mouth, she swallowed and using her tongue catching the escaping drips, none was wasted.

"If we were in my bed, this would be cuddling time," Lisa said as she looked around the kitchen for her discarded clothes as an idea entered her head. She loved the way he fucked her, like she'd never been fucked before. "Evan, are you still living on campus?" She asked, probing before putting herself out there.

"No, actually I live with a few buddies in a house not far from campus. Why do you ask?"

"How is that working out for you? None stop women I'll bet!"

"It's okay. You're right about the girls. All the time, someone is spending the night. It's beginning to get old, but at least the rent is low."

Lisa smiled. "Well, I have a proposal for you."

"Gee, one fuck and you're already proposing. You're not one of those clingy women, fuck 'em good and they want to own you." Evan was taking a risk, but a light probe of her mind told him she had a good sense of humor.

Lisa had just starting to get up off the floor when Evan's joke landed. She began laughing so hard, she slipped on a wet spot losing her balance. Evan was right there catching her around the waist, pulling her close his still hard cock easily sliding back in her wet pussy as she found her footing and much more.

"Ahh...." You're still hard! Looking for more?"

"I could go again," Evan admitted.

"Well, I can't. I'm going to walk funny for a week," She joked.

"Really," Evan retorted. And began pulling it out, then stopped and pushed it back in slowly.

"Oh...mmmm.... Well since it's in there and it feels so good, a little more might be nice." Lisa had to admit.

Evan fucked her slowly to two more orgasms before pulling out again and Lisa blowing him after licking him clean. She was exhausted now.

"You were saying something about a proposal," Evan asked as she picked up her clothes and he followed suite. They walked out of the kitchen naked, Lisa on wobbly legs, she led him to her bedroom suite and into the bathroom. "Care to shower?"

The shower set up was remarkable, there were faucets coming from everywhere including the floor. As they cleaned each other and played a little more, Lisa told him that she had a few extra bedrooms or if he liked he could stay in the cabana next to the pool.

"You have a pool?" Evan asked, having already made up his mind.

"If we do this, it will have to be under strict confidence. I wouldn't lose my job, but I could be reprimanded. Discretion is important."

"Of course! I understand the risk you are taking, but why? We hardly know each other." Evan was confused, the old Evan may have used his powers to make a deal like this happen, but that guy is gone.

"Well, Evan. To be truthful, I'm a very lonely. And if I were to be completely honest, I've never been fucked like that before. It was amazing! I was hoping that we could help each other out. I don't expect you to be monogamous. If you would just fuck this old broad, once or twice a month that would be more than worth it for me. Besides, I think I'm a good judge of character and I think I can trust you."

Evan was floored. He'd never had anyone pay him such a high complement, except his master.

"Okay, deal. I think the cabana is best, to keep up appearances. Not that I don't plan on spending a lot of time in your bed, too. When can I move in?"

They completed their shower, Evan fucked Lisa again until she begged him to stop. She gave him a ride back to the place he shared with his buddies. He had to admit, it was fun for a while, but not having to share the house with a bunch of guys and the all too often girlfriend stopping by for the night will be welcomed.

As Evan got ready for the toga party, he told his buddies his plan. He didn't expect them to freak out.

"No way, Dude you can't bail on us. The only reason the chicks come by is they are looking for you. Man, if you leave, our action will dry up and die."

They wanted to know where he was going and why. Evan didn't answer and made them think that wasn't any of their business. He then pushed more confidence into them and one of his buddies suggested, "Okay, here's what we do. You can go, but you leave some of your stuff. You can get it later. That will give us time to make excuses. We can say they just missed you or your out or whatever. After a few times, we'll put our mojo on them and they won't miss you at all. What do you guys think," He regarded his peers.

"It could work," the other agreed and cheered as they headed off to the toga party.

Answering the phone and making a series of positive replies while gesturing with face and hands Barbara was letting the girls know it was Chance Goodwin. When she hung up she said all the arrangements had been made for their families. Barbara agreed that they would love to stay at his villa and sending a car for them at three would be awesome.

After Ellen shouted. "All this pussy is getting boring. I'm finally gonna get some cock!" Both Barbara and Jill spent the next ten minutes beating her with their pillows. But they too were hoping to have a turn with their host and savior.

As expected, Chance's car was on time, although the girls were running late. They spent half the morning trying to decide what to wear and the other half pleasing each other in ways they never conceived possible. If it wasn't that they were determined to get some cock, they'd have thought they were at risk of becoming lesbians.

They couldn't decide if they should go commando and be ready for sex or simply be conservative, after all their parents were going to be there. That would be awkward. Reluctantly they decided they needed to wear appropriate underwear, it would be best not to be so bold. Particularly if they decided to be truthful and tell their families what had actually transpired over the last several days. There was little chance of that, they knew their parents would have them in therapy so fast their heads would spin.

Each carried a single overnight bag, not planning more than a single night away. Exiting the hotel for the limousine that had been waiting for almost an hour, the driver a polite and handsome, jumping from the car to open the doors, collected their bags storing them in the spacious truck with care. He instructed them to make themselves comfortable, the bar was fully stocked and that although it was a short drive to the villa, it was long enough they could relax with one or two cocktails. He also informed them their relatives had arrived about thirty minutes ago and are eagerly awaiting their arrival.

It wasn't far away, just on the other side of the island, but the trip could be anywhere from ten minutes to thirty minutes. No one on the island was in any particular hurry and what little traffic there was, was unpredictable.

Upon arriving, the girls excited girls jumped from the car to the arms of their family and friends.

Jill hugged her parents, Joann and Lou Davis. "Mom, dad, you came! I'm so happy to see you."

Joann thought her daughter looked good, maybe a thin. She hoped the girls weren't starving themselves to fit into sexy swimwear.

While embracing his daughter, Lou couldn't help but notice how much his little girl had grown up in such a short amount of time. Being out of his sight away at college for the last three months made a big difference, he thought. "She looks so mature now." He was careful not to appraise her appearance too fully.

Ellen found her mother Debra Cook and older sister Zoe and hugged them warmly. "I thought dad was coming, too?" Ellen questioned her mother.

"Oh baby, he wanted to, he was all packed and ready to go when the office called. You know how hard he works. He was looking forward to some time off." Her mother lamented.

"Hey brat! You've lost some weight. It looks good, tanned too. Looks like the island life might be good for you!" Zoe said as she looked out over the panoramic view of the island from the villa. "This guy got some kind of money, eh?"

Holding her daughter at arm's length, Maxine appraising her appearance. Like the other two girls, she'd lost several pounds since their ordeal, but didn't look starved. It was apparent not just in their leaner bodies, but in their faces, too. "Have you been eating right, you look thin," her mother said.

"It looks good, mom. She was becoming Miss Piggy." Bobby Baker taunted his older sister. "You're going to have to share your secret." Bobby was captain of the wrestling team and mostly made of muscle.

As if on cue, a beautiful young black woman wearing a tight colorful African dress, approached the families, greeted them with a million-dollar smile. In her best island accent she said, "Welcome to Mr. Goodwin's home. I'm his assistant, Toni Dupreé. Please follow me into the house, he's had his chef prepared a small feast in your honor."

They were soon all inside the huge house and gathered in the Great Room. "Welcome to my home!" Boomed a deep baritone voice drawing all eyes to the staircase as Chance trotted down to greet them.

"I'm Chance Goodwin. Let me first apologize for having you worry about your daughters, we've not yet gotten cell service on the southern island. Please forgive me for having you worry needlessly for your children's safety." He used his best native accent which he knew his guests would love. "Thank you for coming here for a short vacation, please enjoy my hospitality."

With that said, Chance moved into the small gathering and began engaging with the family members as waitress distributed crystal glasses of a fruity red drink the guest immediately loved and quickly consumed. As the waitress held out her tray for Chance to take his glass, he held it up and proposed a toast to his guests and newest friends. Glass clicked and all cheered as more of the fruity sweet nectar was poured. Just as Chance was about to take a sip of the drink, Toni interrupted him giving him some important news. Setting the glass back on the tray he excused himself to attend to the important matter.

As he left Toni gestured to the dining room, where the doors had just been opened and fabulous aromas waffled out enticing the hungry guests. "Dinner is served, let us please adjourn to the dining room."

The meal comprised all their favorite summer time foods, barbeque pork, chicken and beef with traditional sides and many Bahama local dishes, Bahamian Hot Patty, Johnnycakes, Peas 'n' Rice and Guava Duff.

The meal was setup buffet style, everyone grabbed plates and selected the foods they were most interested in eating. As they ate and chatted catching up on things, soft jazz played in the background creating a pleasant festive mood. More of the fruity drink was served and everyone was relaxed.

As they polished off desert, they adjourned back to the great room that opened to the pool, through French doors which were opened allowing a warm breeze to flow into the house. By now the three families, who were already familiar with one another, began mixing and enjoying each other's company. A few asked for stronger beverages while most continued to drink the fruity concoction.

Away longer than he intended, Chance learned more details of the human trafficking ring which was plaguing his homeland. It was far bigger than he imagined, he was going to need help if he were to totally disrupt their operations.

Meanwhile, his guests were becoming much more familiar with each other. Lou Davis unlike himself was chatting with Chance's administrative assistant, Toni Dupreé and couldn't get over her young luscious figure. He was undressing her with his eyes, eager to see more of her ebony skin and what laid between her long slender legs.

Although Toni normally didn't drink, it was her task to sample the beverage they'd be serving. Once approved she decided to have a small glass herself. Throughout the evening, she had her small glass refilled unaware of how many times. She was surprised at how attractive she found this older man, despite being a father and husband she was scheming to find a way to welcome him properly to the island. Noticing the bulge in his trousers grow, she wondered about his size and girth.

Throughout the small gathering the effects of the ambrosia was beginning to manifest itself. Barbara Baker found herself looking at her younger brother Bobby appreciating how much he'd developed since she'd seen him last, she couldn't help but admire the lump in his pants. Maxine Baker tried to understand why she'd never spent any time with Debra Cook, she thought Debra looked smoking hot tonight, and fantasied about what it would be like to have a female lover. Jill Davis was finding her best friend's older sister Zoe irresistible, having been intimate with her sister, she wondered what Zoe looked like naked. With all the young women to choose from Bobby Baker for reasons he couldn't explain found his mother extremely attractive today. He didn't know why he'd not noticed it before. Joann Davis was finding it hard to keep her hands off of Ellen. It began with small touches, as she made a point or laughed aa a joke. As the evening continued, she realized that she was shamelessly flirting.

In the wine cellar below, several bottles of the potent wine were gone from the special crates stored in the back of large cool room. A gift from John Smith celebrating the opening of Chance's newest schools. The "Ambrosia of Pompeii", a rare wine John discovered in his travels. Besides its great bouquet it inebriated all those who consumed it to crave hidden sexual desires and discover new ones. It had arrived only a few days ago. The package marking said "For Special Occasions". You couldn't blame the servant who found the wine, this was a special occasion. Chance rarely had more than one or two people visit him.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to be away so long, but..." Chance stopped in midsentence astonished by what he saw. Everyone was nude, fucking or sucking. One of his servants also very much naked, offered him a drink of the delicious nectar from the silver tray, unbothered by the cum leaking from her pussy.

Chance accepted the glass and closely examined the beverage. "Where did this come from?"

"Why, your wine cellar, Mr. Goodwin. I must say that it's a very delicious and a bit unusual tasting wine," the servant volunteered as she began to rub her naked tits against Chance's arms. "I think you need to join the party, sir. The ratio is out of balance and the two men may begin to tire."

Chance looked back at his guests, the orgy had just begun, and everyone except for them were engaged in a least one sex act. "How many bottles have you consumed?" He asked the servant as she rubbed his enormous cock through his pants.

She tried to concentrate on answering his question, she was practically drooling. "This glass is from the fourth bottle." She replied as she unzipped his fly and reached in.

Chance gently removed her hand, and did some quick math, eleven people (counting Toni and this waitress) and the bottles are magnums, there is about twenty glasses or 102 ounces per bottle. "Oh, my gawd," he thought, "they've had at least six glasses each."

This wasn't going to wear off after a few hours, he realized. He might as well join in. He'll deal with the consequences afterwards. It may be necessary to wipe this event from their minds.

The waitress hadn't giving up and from her knees began to undoing the belt of the giant. Chance could feel the sexual energy being absorbed by both his ring and diamond, for the number of people involved it was extremely high. This important fact would be contemplated in depth later, for now he decided he should probably just join the fun.

Peeling his clothes off, he pulled the waitress up into the air and kissed her so sensuously that she almost swooned. He gently set her back down on her feet, telling her that his guests came first. He tweaked the nipple on her left breasts and asked her to attend to her duties unless beckoned by a guest. As he made his way into the great room, Lou Davis was fucking Toni while she was eating his wife Joann's pussy. Jill and Zoe were in a hot sixty-nine, while Bobby Baker was fucking his mother Maxine doggy style while Debra played with Maxine's large surgically enhanced tits.

Panting Candace was still very much aroused. Knowing her mother was almost insatiable when it came to sex, April hit her with the orgasm that she'd been denied, a 6.3 on the Richter scale. Candace eyes widened as the onslaught hit her. Moaning loudly, rocking back and forth on the bed for several minutes, Candace could do nothing but ride out until April released her.

"My god child," Candace gasped fighting to breathe again, "that was incredible. I had absolutely no control over my body. I'm almost sorry I asked about...you know what." She laughed for a while, her pussy still tingling.

"It's so easy to do, mom," April confessed. "It's kind of scary. You knew I wouldn't hurt you, right?"

"Of course, Sweetie, I loved it and I love you. I'll just have to remember not to make you angry." She said jokingly, but knew their relationship had changed in a very subtle way. As mother and daughter kissed, and caressed in post orgasmic cuddling, April heard those thought, too.

As they spent the rest of the morning talking and sharing stories, at one-point April had her mother doubled over in laughter as she described the events of one particular orgy they attended in Malaysia. "So, one of the men thought it okay to fondle John's balls after he'd recently come in a cutie young woman. Although as you know, he's no homophobe, and know that John just isn't into guys. John hit him with what he called a 'mental slap' that must have had the intended affect. It sent the man scrambling and sreiking from his faux pas."

Candace told April the man got away easy and they imagined all the things John could have done to the poor man. April added, "He could have turned him into a woman. It wouldn't be the first time." The two women roared.

"Hey mom, I'm hungry. You want to go out for lunch? My treat."

"I could eat," she replied.

Several minutes later they were seated in a nice local restaurant, consuming "signature salads" and chatting. As they enjoyed catching up on life and who filled what open positions in the organization, Candace noticed a couple seated across the restaurant in direct line of sight. "Oh, my God," she said. "That woman must have the worst timing than anyone one the planet."

"Who?" April asked, turning her head to see whom her mother was referring. Her eyes landed on the table and seeing the woman immediately shook her. She watched as Dinah Cohen shameless flirted with the younger man seated opposite her. She'd become a cougar, seeking young men to satisfy her craving for cock. April and Candace stared, wondering how long it would take before Dinah noticed them. The motherly side of Candace wanted to ask her daughter not to make a scene, but she learned her lesson earlier. April was a Mistress of a powerful ring, she didn't need to be told much, anymore.

It didn't take long, before Dinah saw them. Smiling at her newest boy toy, she glanced to her left and saw them. She had to look again to be sure, then she did what her programing insisted. She averted her eyes immediately. Squinting them shut tightly as the horrible image of herself transformed into the old hag bag lady formed in her mind. A vision she'd not seen in years. It shook her. "I'm sorry. I have to leave. I don't feel well." She told her date as she began to slide out of their booth. She'd been in John's employ for some time now, but as programmed avoided April like the plague. She had heard about her becoming a mistress of one of the mighty rings. She didn't know which one or care to know. She knew she had to stay away. Being pragmatic, she knew one day something like this would eventually happen. She needed to get out of this restaurant fast.

In her mind she heard, "Oh no you don't. I'm not letting you get away that easily." Dinah cringed. The image appeared again in her mind, like a pounding migraine stopping Dinah in her tracks. April slipped from her table and walked the short distance to where Dinah sat motionless. "Hello Dinah," she said. Turning to Dinah's date, April said. "Excuse us, but we've some unfinished business." The confused young man tried being clever and defuse what was beginning to look like a tense situation, but April hit him with a hard stare. In almost robotic precision, he stood and marched out the restaurant.

Like a strobe, the image kept flashing in Dinah's mind. Tears were running down her face as she kept her eyes shut, fearing the worst. Fortunately for Dinah, April and John had talked about this very situation, knowing that it was bound to happen sooner or later. John told her what he'd done to the woman, in fact he showed her. She saw the entire night as if it were a video of the event, including the image of Dinah as the hag. April allowed the flashes to occur twice more, each becoming stronger, before she shut it down. John giving her the power to undo all or some of his punishments. The woman sighed in relief, but still didn't look at the forbidden woman.

"What, no greeting? Perhaps you'd like the images back?"

"No! Please mistress. It's ah...good to be in your presence." Dinah said, not knowing what else to say.

"Really, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to avoid me. Look at me when I am speaking to you." April commanded, in a sweet low voice.

Only Candace watched from her table, somehow, she was able to hear her daughter soft voice as she tormented her victim. April could do significant harm to the woman, Candace realized, it was so easy for April to control her. She thought about joining them, but the all too fresh lessons of the morning led Candace to trust that April knew what she was doing.

Looking up at April still standing at the table, she asked. "Mistress, won't you join me? Please have a seat."

"Why thank you, Dinah. I believe I will."

"What can I do for you mistress?" She said looking at April for the first time and releasing the breath she didn't know she was holding. She couldn't get over how radiant April looked. She was even more beautiful than before, reminding her of the actress Emily VanCamp. Although she was smiling April's eyes told Dinah she was in serious trouble. "I'm so sorry for disturbing your lunch with your mother, had I known that you were at this restaurant..."

"Be silent fool. I'm trying to decide how I am going to punish you for your previous behavior. What plans have you made for today? Any important work for the organization pending?" April demanded.

Wishing she was due in court today to file the briefs for the firm, of course Dinah knew that was tomorrow. Lying would only get her in more trouble. "No mistress, nothing that can't be rescheduled."

"Good," April said. "Because your ass belongs to me now!" April stood and Dinah knew she needed to follow. Candace stood too and joined the women as they walked out of the restaurant, not before Dinah paid for April and Candace lunch and left a very generous tip at both tables.

Getting into Candace's 2019 Jaguar XJ Sportbrake, Dinah was happy her date had picked her up. She squeezed into the back seat as Candace and April took their positions. "Where to," her mother asked. Knowing that her daughter had something special in mind for the former lesbian lawyer.

"I think back to the scene of the crime, what do you think, Dinah?" April asked not really caring what the woman thought.

"Of course," Dinah agreed, dreading what laid in store for her.​