Incest/Taboo The Devil's Pact

I had proposed to Mary atop the Space Needle, and she had said yes; my heart had beat for joy. To celebrate, I had arranged for only the beautiful women of the wait staff of the Space Needle's restaurant to remain, naked and willing. We had one wild orgy. Drunk on champagne, Mary and I had used and abused three of the waitresses: a raven-haired beauty named Korina, a blonde Swede named Ingrid and Xiu, the Chinese girl. I vaguely recalled fucking her ass hard and her loving it. And--

"Mare?" I asked, fucking the strawberry-blonde girl slowly, "did I make the Asian waitress our sex slave?"

"Yeah," Mary answered, gently kissing the back of my neck. "She really got off on being hurt."

"Did we make any of the other girls slaves?" I asked, struggling to remember.

After ass fucking Xiu, the rest of the night was just blurry pieces. Drinking champagne out of someone's cunt, watching a Mary in a daisy chain. And a wild ride in a limo, fucking Fiona through the sun roof for all the world to see. Fiona, that was the name of the strawberry-blond girl I was fucking. She was one of the three other waitresses that had served Lana and Chantelle, our newly-wedded sex slaves we met yesterday.

"Mmhh, Master's cock fills good in my twat," Fiona moaned, sliding my hand up to her breast and wiggling her hips as I fucked her.

"Guess we did," Mary said. "Geez, I don't remember much of last night. Except, I think I gave Xiu a Brazilian wax using a candle. And that the dirty slut came while I did it."

Mary's hand slid down my waist, and she squeezed my buttock, then her hand slid down into my crack and she teased my asshole. I tensed. "What're you doing, Mare?"

"Shh, just relax, I've always wanted to try this, but I never had the courage to with Mike," Mary whispered and then I jumped as she jammed her finger up my ass.

It felt weird, and her finger slid deeper and I fucked my hips into Fiona, trying to get away from her invading digit. And then she touched something sensitive. Electricity shot through my body and my vision darkened as I came so hard in Fiona's cunt. "Holy shit!" I moaned. "What the fuck did you do, Mare?"

She giggled. "I found your prostate. Did it make you cum hard, hun? I read in a magazine that it was the guy's G-spot."

"Yeah, but I'm not sure I liked it," I said, frowning. I came hard but it just didn't seem right to have anything shoved back up there. "It felt weird."

Mary laughed, "You should try feeling a cock sliding up your ass then."

"No, thanks," I said, rolling over, pulling my cock out of Fiona's cunt. She moaned in disappointment, then started to masturbate. I hugged Mary to me and kissed her on the lips. "Good morning, love," I told her after the kiss.

"I feel pretty dirty," Mary confided. "My mouth tastes likes sour pussy. Wanna take a shower with me?" She arched her eyebrows.

I grinned and slid out of the bed. We were in a luxurious suite in the Four Seasons Hotel in Seattle. I had Alison, our sex slave, make the reservations on Friday. The clock on the nightstand read 3:11 PM. I stretched and surveyed the room. It was a mess. We must have trashed the place last night.

I found another waitress passed out on the other side of Mary. She was a big-breasted, raven-haired girl with a doll's face named Korina. On the floor, Xiu lay tied up with white twine and a beer bottle stuck up her ass. She gave me the happiest smile as she wiggled on the floor.

"Morning, Master and Mistress," Xiu cooed. The twine that bound her was dug into her skin and her wrist were bound behind her back. Christ, the girl did like it rough.

"Where's Chantelle and Lana?" I asked. We had met the two ladies yesterday while orca watching. They had been on their honeymoon when Mary took a liking to them, so we made them our sex slaves. And now, apparently, we had three more. We were growing quite the harem.

"I think you let them have their own suite," Mary said, rubbing at her forehead. "So they could continue their honeymoon. I want to say you gave them a week to have fun before they had to come home." Mary eyed me up and down, giving me a considering look. "Mark, I think you've lost some weight. You're looking more fit."

"Really?" I looked down and my belly looked flatter.

Since I made my Pact with the Devil, I felt a lot healthier. Maybe it was all the calories I was burning with sex, or maybe my wish to live a long, healthy life was slowly having its effect. Or maybe this was Mary's Pact. She did wish us to stay young and beautiful, and I was hardly beautiful, or even handsome.

I picked up Mary, cradling her in my arms. Giggling, she threw an arm around my neck, and I carried my fiancee across the room and into the bathroom. It was huge, a large shower sat next to a Jacuzzi-style bathtub that could easily fit six or seven adults.

With a hiss, the shower turned on and we stepped in. The shower was warm and wet, and so was Mary. She was a stunning beauty, her auburn hair wet and plastered to her fair skin. Freckles dotted her face, shoulders, and round, pert breasts. Her nipples were hard and dusky. My eyes followed the curves of her hip and plump ass. Her pubic hair had been waxed, save for a fiery heart above her slit.

"Looking good, Mare," I grinned, soaping my hands.

She turned, offering me her ass. "If you like how I look so much, why don't you make sure I'm squeaky clean."

"My pleasure," I smiled, groping her plump butt-cheeks.

Mary Sullivan

We soaped each other, caressing the other's body under the pretense of washing. My nipples hardened as Mark played with them, and his cock throbbed as I washed his balls and stroked his cock. Feeling naughty, I knelt before him and took his cock lovingly into my mouth, sucking his girth while I fondled with his heavy balls.

"God I love you," he moaned as I sucked and bobbed. I was happy to give him this pleasure.

I worked more and more of his cock into my mouth as the warm water fell on us. He brushed the back of my throat and I relaxed, swallowing his cock until my lips pressed all the way to his pubes. I swallowed, constricting my throat about his cock before pulling back.

Then I deep-throated him again.

"Oh, fuck!" Mark groaned. "I love it when you do that."

And I loved kneeling before him, looking up at the lust in his blue eyes while his precum leaked into my mouth. I was so happy that I met Mark. We were going to have so much fun together. His balls tightened and I drew my mouth back up his shaft until only the tip remained between my lips.

"I'm gonna cum, Mare!"

I sucked harder, swirling my tongue about the tip of his cock, eager for his cum. He groaned, leaning back against the wall. And then he erupted his wonderful cum into my mouth with a low grunt. I swallowed as shot after shot flooded my lips.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" he groaned as the last blasts shot into my lips.

I slid my mouth off his cock, then tongued the slit to get out that last drop of his cum. I smiled up at him and he returned a boyish grin.

"God, I love you," he moaned as I stood up.

I smiled, and threw my arms around his neck, kissing him with cum on my lips. He would never let a slut kiss him with his spunk staining her lips, but he didn't care with me. He loved me so much, he was happy to kiss me at any time.

"You are the best," he panted when I broke the kiss.

"I know!" I grinned.

"Let me repay you," he told me. "You need to cum just as hard."

He was such a sweetie.

He knelt down before me, the shower rolling down his body. He was definitely losing weight and muscles were forming. He was turning into quite the hunk. He spread my thighs and I smiled down at him, putting all the love and lust I could into my gaze.

"You are a magnificent woman," he said. "You're willing to share my lusts and perversions, and brave enough to indulge in your own perversions with me."

"And you are quite the stud," I moaned. "Make me cum, Mark. Make your filly cry out in bliss."

"Gladly."

He buried his tongue in me, sliding through my wonderful folds. I moaned like a wanton hussy, his tongue sucking on my labia then brushed my aching clit. I gripped his short, brown hair, guiding his lips to where I wanted to be kissed.

"Eat my pussy!" I moaned, "Oh, it feels so fucking good! You're wonderful!"

He devoured me. His tongue explored my twat, searching out every sensitive spot inside my pussy. He found my clit and lashed it with his tongue. My moans and sighs echoed through the shower.

The pleasure was so intense. I squeezed my tits as I shuddered. I lifted my right leg, draping it over his shoulders. I shuddered, the heel of my foot sliding across his back as I shivered and gasp. He made love to my pussy, giving me such great pleasure. It swelled inside me.

"Oh, fuck! Eat me! Make your filly cum!"

Mark shoved his tongue deep into my hole, fucking me with his tongue, coaxing more and more pleasure out of me. I was on the cusp. And then I exploded. My heel dug into his back as my moans grew shrill.

I writhed as I came, my juices squirting out of me. Mark held me as my body slipped. I would have fallen down, but he held me, his lips locked to my cunt. He prolonged my bliss. He gave me as much pleasure as I could take.

I loved him so much.

But I needed more than his tongue.

"Ohh, that was nice," I breathed, staring down at him, "but your cock would feel so much better in my pussy!"

Mark Glassner

I didn't need to be told twice.

I pulled myself up with the shower bar, Mary's arms wrapping about me. We kissed, my lips sticky with her sweet, spicy musk. One of her hands grasped my cock and guided me to her wet hole. She rubbed it around until she found the entrance.

I thrust.

I loved being in her. I buried all the way into her depths, resting in her velvet warmth. I savored my fiancee's pleasant embrace, her flesh writhing about me. I wanted to just stay like this forever inside her. Kissing her. Loving her.

But my lust grew too great. I pulled back and thrust in again. Our wet groins slapped together as we made love in the steam. She bucked beneath me, her hands roaming my broad back, sliding down to squeeze my ass.

Our kiss broke and my lips found the gentle slope of her neck. "You're so tight and wonderful!" I moaned into her ear. "My wet filly!"

Her tongue was wet on my ear. "Make me cum, my great stallion! Make me erupt!"

I pressed her back against the shower wall, grabbed the shower bar for support, and fucked her with a passionate urgency. Mary writhed on my cock, her arms clawing at my back in passion. Her legs wrapped around my waist, holding me tight as my hands grabbed her silky rear.

"Cum for me!" I whispered, my balls tightening. "Let me feel your orgasm on my cock. Suck my balls dry!"

Mary bucked in my embrace, her cunt milking my cock, desperate for my seed. With a groan, I obliged her and shot my cum hot and thick into her womb. "Oh, fuck, I love that feeling!" she moaned. "There's nothing better than your guy shooting his hot passion into you!"

"There's something to be said about the loving embrace of a woman," I retorted, savoring the last caresses of her pussy as my cock softened in her depths.

"Hmm," she sighed, nuzzling my neck.

I sat her down, my cock popping out. We kissed for a few minutes, but then the pressure in my bladder grew too great. I was in the shower, so I turned away from her and relaxed, pissing down the drain.

"That's disgusting, Mark!" she gasped, her eyes fixed on my cock.

"What? You never piss in the shower?"

She shook her head. "God, that's what toilets are for, Mark. Christ, what's wrong with you?"

"Sorry, it's what I've always done." I shrugged, my stream dying.

"Well, not in my shower, mister!" she said, hands on hips. "Especially if I'm in the shower with you."

"Fine, fine," I said.

She stepped out of the shower and dried off. "Are you getting out?"

"Naw, it's nice in here, why don't you come back in?" I leered. "The pee all washed down the drain.

"I gotta pee, so would you mind...?"

"I don't mind," I answered.

"Fine," she said, green eyes tightening with annoyed before she sat down on the toilet. I stared at her and she flushed red. "Don't look?"

"I've seen you do some damned perverted things, Mare," I told her. "Is watching you pee the line you won't cross?"

She peered suspiciously at me. "You're not going to want me to pee on you, next?" she asked. "Or do you want to pee on me?"

"No," I said with a chuckle. "That's pretty nasty."

"Good, that's the line," she said, her urine splashing in the bowl. "If you want to do...that sorta thing, use one of the sluts." An image of Alison writhing on the floor as I pissed, moaning in pleasure as I degraded her slutty body with my urine, filled my mind. My cock throbbed. Maybe I had to try that one day.

Mary stood up and grabbed some toilet paper and swiped it through her pussy lips before flushing the toilet. She leaned over, her pale, plump ass wiggling at me, and she turned the Jacuzzi tub on. The water poured in, steam rising up. She waited for the water to fill up, and slid in. Then the water started bubbling, and she adjusted herself. She smiled broadly and writhed in the Jacuzzi.

"Did you find one of the jets?"

She nodded slowly. "Come join me," she said, waving an arm.

I shut off the shower and slid into the warm, bubbling water of the Jacuzzi next to Mary, wrapping an arm around her. "We're going to need a bigger house," I said.

"What?" she asked, voice thick with passion.

"Well, if we keep increasing the number of sluts we have, the Fitzsimmons's house is going to get crowded."

"We'll build a big mansion," Mary said. "With dozens of rooms."

"And what'll we do with so many sluts?"

"Put them to work. I've been thinking about this, they can cook, clean, tend the stables."

"Stables?" I asked.

"For the horses," she said, rolling her eyes. She was fond of doing that when I asked a stupid question. "And they can do the landscape and make us money."

"Oh, how?" I asked. "Do we keep their paychecks?"

"No, no," Mary said, shaking her head. "We can whore them out. Men'll pay good money to sleep with our sluts!" My cock stirred at the thought of all our sweet sluts spreading their legs for money.

"I like that idea," I said, stroking Mary's thigh and bending over to kiss her freckled shoulder.

Mary moaned into the kiss as her hand found my cock beneath the bubbling water. "I can tell how much you like the idea," she said, wickedly as she stroked my cock a few times. Then she straddled my waist, skillfully maneuvering my cock and slid down on my hard length. I groaned in pleasure as her silky, tight pussy engulfed my cock.

"Sometimes I wish that we could just stay like this forever," she moaned. "My pussy impaled on my horny stallion."

I kissed her lips, my hands fondled her firm breasts, and thought there could be no sweeter way to spend eternity. "I love you, Mare," I whispered.

She smiled and leaned into my chest. "I love you, too, Mark." She kissed me, deep and passionate. "Well, I have a friend who's a real estate broker, I could see her, find us some land," Mary suggested, when she broke the kiss.

"Yeah, okay," I answered, her cunt gently squeezing my cock. "We'll need cash."

"No we don't. You just tell people what to do and we'll have what we need," Mary objected.

"I can't be everywhere," I pointed out. "Well, I figure I would have to eventually rob a bank."

"Ohh, you're such a bad boy!" Mary cooed, and twisted her hips pleasantly on my cock. She was getting off on the idea. I vaguely recalled hitting a guy last night. He had insulted Mary, and she had fucked me passionately afterward. Maybe Mary had a thing for bad boys.

I could be plenty bad for her.

Complete subservience is the greatest gift a woman can give. Whether it is to your Master or your Mistress, submit fully and embrace every moment of pain, humiliation, and depravity they heap upon you. True happiness is found in complete slavery.

--The Epistle of Xiu 1:1

Korina Stavros

"I have to pee so bad," Fiona muttered, gazing longingly at the bathroom. Master and Mistress were still in there.

I squeezed my thighs. "Me, too."

Mistress moan drifted through the door. It sounded like they were having a good time.

"Maybe we can go in there?" Fiona whispered.

I nodded. "I'm not sure I can hold it any longer."

They had been in there for so long. Who knows how much longer they would be. I didn't think I was going to be able to hold it any longer. Would they be mad? Being a sex slave was such a new experience. Yesterday, I had simply been a waitress struggling to make ends meet, and now I was the toy of the most amazing man and most beautiful woman in the world.

"You're smiling," giggled Fiona. "You're thinking about them, aren't you?"

I nodded. "We're so lucky to serve them. They chose me, you, and Xiu. We're better than Wanda, Hannah, and Ingrid."

"Ingrid always thought she was the shit!" Xiu laughed. She was still tied up on the floor, the beer bottle shoved up her ass. I never knew just how dirty a slut she was. Then again, I didn't realize how dirty I was. Some of the things I did last night were still blowing my mind. I had never used my big boobs to fuck a guy before. It was a lot of fun; I hoped Master wanted another titty-fuck.

"Master didn't say we couldn't use the restroom," Fiona pointed out.

I nodded, my bladder screaming for release. "Let's go."

I almost ran to the bathroom, stepping over the bound Xiu, and Fiona was hot on my heels. I grabbed the door knob and threw the door open. Master and Mistress were in the Jacuzzi, Mistress straddling Master's waist and riding him hard.

She gasped as I raced in and plopped on the toilet. My pee flowed immediately, and a great, big sigh of relief escaped my lips as my urine streamed out of me, emptying my bladder. I glanced at them and Mistress was gaping at me over Master's shoulder.

"Well, she's not shy," Master commented.

"Sorry, Master," I apologized, rising up to wipe my pussy clean. Master watched and that made me grew a little wet. "I really had to go."

"I have to go, too, Master," Fiona said, shifting her weight.

"Oh, of course," Mistress said in exasperation.

I flinched, knowing I was in trouble. I stepped aside to let Fiona take my place.

"Stop, sluts!" Mistress ordered. "Korina, you can't just walk in and pee in front of your Mistress! Especially when I'm making love with Mark."

I flinched even harder, her green eyes boring into me. "Sorry, Mistress."

"Get in the shower," she ordered. "For your punishment, Fiona is going to pee on you."

I felt sick, but I obeyed without hesitation. I wanted to be a good slut, and a good slut does whatever her Master or Mistress commands no matter how sick or degrading.

Fiona, with an evil grin, squatted over me. Through her open legs I could see Master and Mistress watching intently, bringing an excited blush to my cheeks. A yellow stream of urine shot out of Fiona urethra and splashed on my face. I flinched, closing my eyes as urine soaked my hair and face, running down to my large breasts and stomach.

"Oh fuck, that's disgusting," Mistress panted. "Korina, you're a dirty whore!" Water sloshed in the Jacuzzi as Mistress rode Master's cock. "Dirty, nasty pee slut! Oh, fuck, I'm cumming!"

"I thought pee was disgusting," Master chuckled. "You're little pussy seemed to love it, Mare."

"Oh, it is," Mistress panted. "So disgusting. What are you, Korina?"

"A dirty, nasty pee slut," I answered Mistress, my eyes stinging.

"Yes, you are!" she moaned. "Isn't that so hot?"

"Yeah," Master grunted. "Christ, I never got off on watersports before, but watching a woman getting degraded like this is so hot!"

Excitement fluttered through me. If being degraded like this made Master and Mistress excited, then I would let anyone piss on me. I opened my lips, letting the acrid pee splash in my mouth, swallowing it, reveling it in. My pussy became so wet.

"Such a dirty slut," grunted Master. "Drink all her dirty pee!"

Fiona's stream died to just a few drips splashing on my cheeks.

"Pee sluts thank their providers with their mouths!" Mistress barked. "Lick that dirty pussy, pee slut!"

Fiona gasped as I licked her cunt, swiping up her pee, Master's cum, and her pussy juices. Mistress and Fiona had very similar features, both had red hair, though Mistress's was a dark auburn and Fiona's was a light strawberry-blonde. Both had freckled faces and breasts. Fiona's tits were larger, and her nipples were a dark red versus the dusky pink of Mistress's nipples. I could almost pretend I was licking my Mistress's pussy.

"Holy shit! I'm cumming!" groaned Master.

"Were you thinking about peeing on Korina?" Mistress asked.

"Yeah."

I wanted Master to pee on me if that would make him happy. I would stare up at him, his cock dangling before me, and let him shower me in piss.

"Me, too," Mistress confided. "You still can't pee on me. Only the sluts!" Master laughed "Hungry?"

"Yeah, let's get some room service," Master answered. "We don't need to leave Seattle for a few hours."

"Fiona, make sure Korina washes her hair three times," Mistress ordered. "I don't want a trace of pee on her."

"Yes, Mistress," Fiona panted, writhing on my tongue working deep in her tasty cunt. It was almost as good as licking Mistress's wonderful pussy.

I kept licking and sucking, finding every last trace of pee and cum, swallowing them down. I loved it. I was a pee slut! And a pussy slut! I made love to Fiona's cunt as fiercely as I could, wanting to make her cum. It's what I was ordered to do.

And I was a good slut.

"That's it, pee slut!" Fiona hissed. "Such a dirty bitch!"

I was!

"Lick my pussy. Make me cum!"

Her hips writhed on my face, her breasts heaving as her body quaked. Wonderful juices flooded my mouth and I drank them down, savoring her tart flavor and the feel of fiery hair against my cheeks. She gave a few, shuddering gasps, then leaned against the shower wall, panting.

"Umm, that was great, pee slut."

"Now you have to wash me," I grinned. "And my pussy is so dirty."

Xiu Liu

Mistress and Master walked naked from the bathroom, their bodies still a little damp, Fiona's passionate cries echoing behind them. I smiled up at them, wiggling in my restraints and enjoying the beer bottle shoved up my ass. It hurt, and the pain made my pussy so wet. I so wanted to touch it, but I couldn't. My bladder was full, another humiliating discomfort I had to endure, another sensation making my pussy wet.

I loved being tied up!

The bed creaked as Mistress sat on it. I strained my head to look at her. She put on her beautiful engagement ring, admiring it with a happy smile on her face. She was so lucky to have the love of Master. He was such a great man.

"I think you need your pussy cleaned, Mare," Master said as he stood over me, his cock half-hard.

A nasty smile crossed Mistress's lips. "What should I use?"

To my utter delight, Master grabbed me, lifting me easily. I was tiny and, despite my huge tits, I only weighed 93 lb. He threw me on the bed before Mistress; her legs spread and dripping Master's white cum. Master shoved me forward so my face was buried in her messy snatch, and he smacked my ass hard.

"Start licking, slut."

"Thank you, Mark," Mistress moaned as I eagerly lapped at her dirty pussy,

I savored the taste of cum and her sweet, spicy juices, digging deep into her pussy to get ever last bit of Master's seed. Mistress's hand grabbed my hair, pulling hard--so wonderful--and worked my face around her pussy, guiding where she wanted me to lick her. It was easier to hold my bladder when I had a delicious pussy to eat.

"Hi, room service," Master said into the hotel's phone. "Yeah, can you send up five hamburgers, fries, and some bottles of beer up to our room."

Mistress guided me to her clitoris; my tongue flicked rapidly across her bud as she squealed in delight. I loved pleasuring my Mistress. She was the most beautiful woman in the world, and Master was the most powerful man. And I was allowed to serve them. Me. An immigrant from China. America truly was the land of opportunity.

"How do you want your burger, Mare?"

"Oh, um, medium rare," she panted.

"Yeah, all five medium rare. Yeah, that's fine for the beer. Okay, good. We're working up quite an appetite. And can you send up a cute girl to deliver it."

Mistress laughed.

"Really. All your wait staff are guys or fat chicks?" Master sighed. "What about that hot night concierge." Master chuckled. "You're right. The middle of the day. No, no. You clearly don't sound like a hot chick. All right, just send up the food." The phone clattered as he hung it up.

"I guess you can't have everything," Mistress purred.

"Well, I have enough women up here to satisfy me," he chuckled. "Barely."

He climbed on the bed, straddling my legs. Then he ripped the beer bottle out of my ass; I moaned in disappointment. I loved that--

His cock buried into my ass hard and brutal, bringing tears to my eyes. I loved it. The pain went straight to my pussy, taking my passions from a simmer to a full burn. He pounded me without mercy. Master knew what I loved, and he gave it to me.

How could I ask for a better Master?

I worshiped my Mistress's pussy with my mouth, and let my ass worship my Master's cock. His every thrust was rapture mixed with agony. I gasped and moaned into her pussy, my tongue licking and sucking.

"Such a fucking whore!" Master growled. "Your ass is so tight. You love it when I fuck your unlubed ass!"

I wanted to tell him how much I loved his pounding cock, but my mouth was full of delicious pussy. So I moaned loudly.

"Yeah, you love it! You're a dirty slut! I love it. I love all my dirty sluts!"

Master loved me.

My orgasm exploded through me, my asshole clenching around his cock, my muscles fighting to keep my bladder under control. I gasped and moaned into Mistress, and her hands pulled me so tight into her pussy I was almost drowning. What a wonderful way to go, suffocating in Mistress's pussy while Master painfully fucks my ass.

"Oh, fuck!" Mistress groaned. "Eat my cunt! Oh, yes! Thank you, Mark! Thank you for giving me all these delightful sluts to use and abuse!"

I drank every drop of pussy juices that flooded her cunt when she exploded. I didn't want waste a single iota. Every last particle was precious and I was so fortunate that my unworthy mouth was allowed to imbibe her fluids.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Master grunted. "I love it when a slut cums on my cock!"

"Flood her ass. The little whore wants it! Don't you!"

She let go of my head. "Yes, Mistress. I do! Even though my ass is unworthy of you."

He buried into me, then erupted with three wonderful, hot blasts of cum. He grunted in his satisfaction, his body collapsing atop mine as he panted and groaned. I squeezed my bowels on his softening cock, loving the filthy feel of cum buried inside me.

The bathroom door opened and Fiona and Korina giggled.

"You fucked her good, huh, Master?" Fiona asked.

"Yes, I did." Master sounded so proud, and joy filled me. I was their slut.

Doug Allard -- South Hill, WA

I turned onto Brandon's street of Shaw Road, driving past the expensive houses. I parked on the crub a few houses down from my employer's house. I blinked in surprise. Brandon's care was parked in front of his next-door neighbors. I studied the car. There was someone in the driver's seat. I grabbed my door handle, about to go out and speak to my employer, when I realized it was a woman with curly, brown hair in his car.

I frowned; I was pretty sure that was Brandon's BMW, but I guess there could be more than one black, 7-series in this neighborhood. I sat back and watched Brandon's house. Mark's Mustang wasn't in the driveway, and I wondered if he had moved on. He had been up in Seattle and Anacortes yesterday.

Well, there was nothing I could do but watch and wait.

The woman in the BMW did the same.

I had been on enough stakeouts to recognize one. Who the fuck was this woman? Curious, I ran her license plate through the DOL website. It came back as Brandon's car. Did he hire another PI? What was going on? I felt out of the loop, so I gave him a call.

"Hey, Mr. Fitzsimmons, it's Doug."

"Hi," he answered.

"So, I'm staking out your house and there's a woman watching it in your car. What's going on?"

Brandon chuckled. "She's going to ruin Mark's day and put this entire mess to bed."

I didn't like the sound of that. "Is it..." I trailed off realizing I shouldn't know about anything illegal if this all blows up.

"She's a nun who specializes in what Mark is. She knows how to...evade his gas."

"I see." A nun? I had an inkling that something supernatural was going on with Mark. "Is she going to exorcise him?"

"Something like that," Brandon chuckled. "He'll go to jail for all the shit he's pulled and I'll have my wife back."

"You sound different than last time we spoke. More like yourself."

"She set me free this morning. I was under that bastard's control. One of his Thralls, but she freed me."

"So, eh, what do you want me to do?"

"Watch," Brandon growled. "I want to make sure she takes down Mark. And I want to hear all the details."

"Alright," I sighed. "As long as it's not illegal or nothing."

"No, no. Perfectly legal. And I'll see that you are handsomely paid."

My stomach told me to get out, but damn if I didn't want that money. "Okay. I'll keep watching."

I hung up. As long as I didn't see anything illegal, it would be fine. And if I did, well, then I'll be reporting to the cops. No way I'm going down for Brandon Fitzsimmons.

H. Smilingfox: The party was wild. I had a blast. Mark showed us what true freedom was, Jessica.

J. St Pierre: Wow. And it doesn't bother you that he drugged you.

HS: Not one bit. He showed me such wonderful delights and opened my eyes.

JP: How?

HS: To what we really are. Creatures that were made to love each other. There shouldn't be divisions between us.

JP: So you don't think you're a victim of Mark Glassner.

HP: Absolutely not.

JP: And what about the three women he kidnapped. Your coworkers Fiona, Xiu, and Korina?

HP: They weren't kidnapped. They were lucky. Mark chose to keep them. Ooh, I wish I had been chosen.

--Transcript from KIRO 7 interview of Hannah Smilingfox by Jessica St. Pierre, Monday, June 10th, 2013

Mary Sullivan -- Seattle, WA

"All clean, Mistress," Fiona reported to me as she crawled on the bed, snuggling against me.

"Good," I smiled, and reached out and fondled her breast.

Mark pulled out of Xiu's ass with a groan, white cum leaking out of our tied-up, Chinese slut's asshole. He moved up the bed and lay beside me, sandwiching me between him and Fiona, his strong arm going around my shoulders.

"Clean his cock, slut," I ordered, pinching Fiona's nipple. "It's all dirty."

"Yes, Mistress," she gasped, and crawled across Xiu and me. She grasped Mark's cock, then licked it slowly, savoring the taste of Xiu's ass as she cleaned my fiance's cock.

"Korina, free Xiu," Mark ordered.

"Yes, Master."​