Incest/Taboo The Devil's Pact

"It's the sort of act he is responsible for," I reported. "Mark's gas is insidious, and people are helpless against it. It leaves them open to suggestions, and they are compelled to obey."

"And you're not afraid of being caught up in it?" Jordan asked.

"A little," I lied. "But the story is so important. Risks have to be taken to get the news." And to get an Emmy. If I had one of those, I could land an anchor job in a major market.

"And why aren't the police on the scene yet?" Jordan asked.

"I'm not sure," I lied again. "But we've been here a few minutes and we haven't heard a single siren. This area is heavily patrolled. I find it hard to believe no cops have arrived yet."

"Hey," Freddy called, pointing his finger.

"Hold on, Jordan, my cameraman has spotted something." I turned to looked. A group of women carrying shopping bags strolled calmly around a man.

Around Mark Glassner.

My heart stopped. The microphone almost fell from my hand. "We have spotted Mark Glassner casually strolling with a group of women."

"We see that," Jordan respond. "That's really him. The terrorist Mark Glassner is striding through the parking lot like he was out on a shopping trip with his friends."

"And those women with him are more of his victims, gassed into believing they are his girlfriends. I know there loved ones must be worried sick about them," I continued, forcing myself to keep talking. What if he noticed us? What if he gassed us? It would be on film.

It was worth the risk.

I lowered my mike, thumbing it off for a moment. "Let's go, Freddy."

"Fuck that," he muttered. "Too dangerous, Jessica."

Mark Glassner and his women piled into three cars, a silver Mustang, a blue Ford Fusion, and a white SUV. One woman, her black hair streaked with blue and gathered in a pair of pigtails, waved at us before climbing into the Ford's driver.

I flipped my mic back on. "Mark and his women are leaving in three separate vehicles."

"Do you know where they're heading?"

"They're heading east through the parking lot disappearing around a bend in the mall."

"Just astonishing," Jordan marveled. "And still no police response."

"It's quite shocking," I agreed, turning back to the camera to continue blathering on while Mark Glassner slipped away.

But I knew where he'd be going. Mountain View Terrace.

Xiu Liu

We didn't drive far from the mall. Lover's Package, the local sex shop, was in a nearby strip mall.

"Did you see the news crew filming us," Lillian giggled as we pulled into the parking lot. "We'll be on TV tonight. They love talking about Master."

"Of course they do," I giggled, squirming in the seat. We didn't spend much time in Goth Topic once Master arrived. While we quickly found our new clothing, pulling them on right there in the shop in a mad frenzy of searching for all the right sizes, Mark kept telling people to go home when they caught him fucking Violet.

The little slut sure did squeal when Master's cock was shoved up her cunt.

I giggled. We all did. He had the best cock.

"What sort of naughty items are we getting here?" I asked as we climbed out, Master already striding in."

"Kinky, sexy underwear," Lillian purred, striding into the store, the new, black-and-purple tartan skirt swaying about her thighs, barely covering her ass. I wore a similar skirt, only mine was a bright pink with frilly lace decorated with black skulls trimming the hem.

Goth topic put skulls on the cutest outfits.

Lillian and Fiona went right for the sex toys, Thamina and Violet blushing as Lillian pulled out a double-headed dildo. "Want to give it a try," Lillian purred at Violet.

"I guess," the young slut said, a naughty grin spreading on her lips. "How?"

"Get on your hands and knees like a bitch," Lillian laughed.

Fiona found a strap-on, throwing it at Thamina. "Why don't you put that on and pound me as hard as Mistress?"

"How?" the Arab slut asked, staring in befuddlement at the harness.

"Just step into it," Fiona giggled. "It's not hard."

Violet fell to her knees, Lillian pushing up her skirt to reveal her pussy dripping with Master's cum. "Nature's lube," giggled Lillian, thrusting the dildo deep into Violet's pussy.

"Oh, yes!" Violet moaned.

"What the fuck," the hairy guy running the store exclaimed.

"Go home," Mark ordered him. "Everyone who's not my slut, go home."

A few of the guys browsing the porn DVD's bolted out, looking down and avoiding eye contact as they headed to the car. I giggled. Master knew how to handle people. He made me so wet. I strolled to him, my pussy burning between my thighs.

"Look at these," Chasity giggled, finding a pair of fuzzy handcuffs. The former cop shook her head. "Real ones are so much better."

That didn't stop her from slapping them on Desiree and forcing the Latina slut to her knees. Chasity moaned as Desiree went to town on her pussy, munching away with gusto. Desiree knew how to eat pussy.

"What are you looking for, Master?" I purred as he walked through the shelves.

He stopped at a butt plug with an attached dog's tail. There was a hole series of animal related items from headbands with ears, to collars and leashes, to even more butt plugs with a whole variety of tails.

"Do you want to make me your bitch, Master?" I moaned, grabbing a very thick butt plug with a dog's tail.

Master grinned, his blue eyes twinkling. A shudder past through me. Such lust burned in his eyes. He wanted to play with me just like that. I fell to my knees without him even asking, presenting my ass to him.

Master ripped the butt plug off the shelf, tearing it free of the plastic hanger. He pulled up my skirt, exposing my pale, creamy ass. He spanked me. I howled in delight, the stinging pain heading straight to my dripping pussy.

I howled louder when he shoved the butt plug into my asshole without any lube. The pain was intense. I shuddered, my pussy clenching as I gasped and panted, making such animal sounds. I was Master's bitch. I loved it.

He smacked my ass again.

"Well, well, well. What a hot bitch," he grinned.

I wagged my ass, shaking the tell, my bowels burning as they squeezed down on the butt plug.

"You're so wet. Are you in heat?"

I barked and whined.

"You need to be mounted by a stud and have your little pussy filled with a hard cock."

I barked so loud. I needed it.

Master unzipped his fly, pulling out his cock. He thrust it into my pussy's hot depths. I groaned, squeezing down on his cock and the butt plug stuffed up my ass. I shuddered, pushing back into him, moaning in delight as he pounded me, his hard dick stirring me up.

It was heaven. He pain in my ass fed the pleasure churning in my pussy. My fingers curled, my hips rocking into his thrusts. He leaned over me, grunting into my ear, pounding me like he was an animal.

I howled in delight.

"That's it, bitch," he growled. "You're just a beast. A horny cunt that needs my cock."

I shuddered, a ripple washing through me.

"You're my bitch. I own you. I can hurt you, fuck you, piss on you. I can do whatever I want to you."

I growled my consent. He owned me body and soul.

My orgasm was a hot, rolling wave. My pussy clenched in delight about his cock. I howled my bliss so loud, letting all my passion pour out of me while Master sucked and bit at my neck, marking me as his bitch.

His balls slapped my clit as he pounded me.

His cock stirred me up.

His cum flooded my cunt.

I howled again. My cunt was made to pleasure this man's cock. I was so happy I could serve him. He chose me. Out of all the hot whores in the world, Master and Mistress chose me over them.

Mark Glassner

"Okay, see you Thursday, Quatch," I said, hanging up my phone on one of my friends. While the sluts found their new outfits, I decided to call my friends Quatch, Kurt, Tom, and Chris. We played D&D together every Thursday night. Last Thursday I was a little preoccupied with my new powers, but I wanted to get back into the fun.

I did have to use my powers on them to straighten out the whole terrorism thing. Such an annoyance.

"Okay, sluts, let's go."

"Yes, Master," the all chorused, even Xiu. I had to reverse my command. I told her she was just a beast and, well, she kept acting like one after I finished fucking her.

I grinned as my sluts paraded out of Lover's Package. They all looked hot. The sex shop was crammed full of naughty outfits, every fetish had its look, and I dressed my sluts in them.

"Thank you, Master," Thamina grinned as she strutted her stuff in a sexy nurse's outfit made of a gauzy white material that her dark body was clearly visible through. The skirt was very short and came with white, thigh high stockings and a nurses cap.

Chasity put on a sexy cop uniform, royal blue blouse that only buttoned halfway up, leaving her breasts almost entirely exposed, and a royal blue miniskirt. She pulled her own utility belt out of my Mustang's trunk, complete with her gun, baton, stun-gun, handcuffs, and other cop tools. The thigh-high, black leather boots accented the outfit.

I put the other sluts into sexy maid outfits, like the one Allison had. Each had transparent bodices that showed off their tits, short skirts with many lacy petticoats underneath that puffed out the skirts. The skirts were so short, if they bent over their asses and cunts would be on display.

They were delicious.

I smacked Violet's ass as she strutted by, shaking her slim rear in that naughty skirt. She giggled. "Thank you, Master." She skipped to my car.

"So kinky," Lillian smiled, holding a shopping bag full of sex toys.

I held a bag of my own. My special toys to play with Sister Cuntrag. She needed to be further broken and humiliated. I had the butt plug I shoved up Xiu's ass, along with nipple clamps, a dog's collar, leash, and a headband with doggy ears.

Sister Cuntrag would be my bitch until she consented to be my slut.

Cop sirens echoed in the background as we piled into our cars. I caught a glimpse of SWAT vehicles racing into the South Hill Mall parking lot. They were a little late. The Puyallup Police had never responded, so I guess the Sheriff's department was taking over policing in the Puyallup cops absence.

I really didn't care. Tomorrow, I would put every local police department's commander, including the Sheriff, under my power.

"Where to, Master?" Violet asked as she hoped into the passenger seat.

"Furniture store." We needed more beds at the house. There was a large basement. A few beds could be fit back there. It was already growing tight, and Chantelle and Lana were still on their honeymoon. They'd arrive in a few days, plus Mary and I planned on adding at least one more slut if we could find a OB/GYN that fit our criteria: young and hot.

We walked in. Sadly, it there were no hot girls to test the beds on. That didn't stop the sluts from having their fun. I picked out the beds and, with a few simple commands, made sure the beds would be delivered to the home in a few hours. I was eager to get back and see Mary. I wanted to find out how her date with Alice went.

A jealous roil went through me.

Mary and Alice are just friends with benefits. Mary isn't in love with her.

But my fiancee had been so excited to go see her, dressing up, almost giddy. It was like a date.

I forced those thoughts down.

Agent Noel Heinrich

I shook my head as I watched the mall's security footage.

We had missed Mark by thirty minutes. It didn't matter that it took time to get the SWAT team. The drive from Tacoma alone would have kept Peterson and I from arriving on time. Mark waltzed in and out with his women in twenty minutes. We identified a few of the women with him. Two of the missing waitresses from the Space Needle--Xiu Liu and Fiona Cavanagh-- and Violet Matheson, the girl kidnapped from a Seattle hotel. But we didn't have identities on the other three yet. And none of the women were Mary or Alison, the two women spotted with him all last week.

What had he done with them?

No Puyallup Police Officers had responded to the many 911 calls that had poured in. The dispatchers never bothered to send any units. The only people waiting at the mall when we arrived was the reporter Jessica St. Pierre. She harangued us with questions about the lack of response from the Puyallup Police Department, demanding to know why the Pierce County Sheriffs were here but not the local cops who had jurisdiction over Puyallup and this part of South Hill.

This entire mess was about to explode.

"Let's get to work identifying these women," Peterson said.

I nodded, staring at the screen at the unidentified Arab, Hispanic, and White woman. The White woman seemed to know the salesclerk at the Goth Topic. We'd have to talk to the employee. But like everyone else, Mark had ordered her to go home and she had obeyed.

"Maybe one of them will lead us to Mark."

"Yeah," I agreed, stretching my back. "Let's contact the Goth Topic management. Find out about this employee."

I knew it would be a long night tonight as we tried to identify them. But it was always the little things that broke a case wide open, some tiny mistake the perp had made and didn't even know it. And who knows, the identity of one of these women could be that little thing.

The foul demoness Lilith haunted our beloved Goddess, tempting her with the powers of domination and perversion. By our Goddess's heart was pure, her love for our God stronger than Lilith's intoxicating touch. Not once was she tempted by the demoness's offer.

--The Gospel of April 14:13

Mary Sullivan

I pulled my Eos into the driveway of our house. I liked thinking that. Our house. My eyes fell onto the smoky diamond glinting on my ring finger. Sometimes it seemed like only last week that I was dating Mike and miserable, and sometimes it felt like I had always been Mark's lover.

I was still buzzing from the fun I had a with Alice this afternoon. We made love a few times. We were getting together again on Thursday, first at the Blue Spruce motel to enjoy our affair--I did love the naughty thrill of it--and then we'd meet Mark back here to buy up the neighbors houses. I had big plans for the real estate. I wanted a big mansion populated with horny women, and maybe a few hunks, to serve Mark and me.

I turned off the engine and climbed out of my car, my pussy still aching from Alice's pounding. My lover had really enjoyed fucking me with the strap-on. It had been hot being ravished by her, but it wasn't nearly as nice as Mark's cock fucking me. But Alice gave me a couple of satisfying orgasms with it.

There was a van parked out front of the house, and a group of guys were loading equipment in it. They must be the carpet guys. One of them whistled at me and I smiled inwardly. Outwardly, I glared at them. It was nice when guys thought you were hot, but only if they were the right guys. And those carpet guys definitely were not the right guys.

I unlocked the front door and headed upstairs, taking off my skirt and blouse on the way. I thought I'd do some painting, so I grabbed a buttoned down shirt of Mark's and pulled it up to my nose, taking a whiff. There was something sexy about wearing a man's shirt. You could smell his scent, that musky, manly reek.

A horny wave of heat rushed through me and a flood of juices flowed down my legs. It wasn't natural.

"Lilith," I groaned, turning around and dropping Mark's shirt.

The demoness had appeared right behind me, manifesting from wherever she hid. Lilith was clad only in her silver hair. Her breasts were large, round, and far too perky for breasts that large. Her hips were shapely, and her legs were slim and long. Between her thighs, her silvery bush was matted with her desire.

"Hello, Mistress," Lilith purred. She reached out and brushed my cheek. I gasped in pleasure, clutching my stomach as a small orgasm rippled through my pussy. The demoness exuded sex. She was a succubus, feeding off of it.

"Lilith," I croaked, my voice thick with desire.

"Have you thought about your boon?"

"No," I moaned as Lilith pulled me to her. More pleasure shuddered through me as she held my naked arms, our hard nipples brushing. "Lilith," I protested as electricity sparked through my body. "Let--"

Her lips crushed mine with a passionate kiss. She tasted of lust, fiery and spicy, as her tongue wiggled into my mouth. So delicious. Our breasts pressed tighter together. Pleasure radiated through my body every place our flesh touched. I moaned, orgasms shuddering through my body, my pussy juices squirting down my legs.

I couldn't think. I couldn't fight. I could only tremble in her arms as my body was awash in overwhelming bliss. Her hand reached down and cupped my butt, pulling my pussy against hers. Our clits brushed.

I came harder, bucking in her embrace.

"Don't you want something else from me?" Lilith asked, breaking the kiss.

"Oh, yes," I moaned, sucking in a breath. "I just..." It was getting hard to think, my mind was cloudy with desire.

Lilith pushed my shoulder down and I willingly fell to my knees. Her legs parted, her silvery bush pressed swimming before my face. Her pussy lips spread open, flashing pink through the silver hair.

I had to taste her.

I pressed my mouth to her pussy, her pubic hair pleasantly tickling my nose, my cheeks as my tongue tasted her pussy. It was like nothing I'd ever tasted. Spicy, sweet, tart, tangy, fresh. Like every pussy I had ever tasted in my life, all mixed together in one delicious dessert.

"There are so many delightful things I can do for you," Lilith purred. "Wealth, Immortality, Pleasure."

My tongue dug deep into her slit, I had to drink more and more of the demoness juices. I was cumming as I devoured her cunt. A string of orgasms that threatened to overwhelm my senses, my pussy clenching and contracting. I gasped and moaned into her pussy as I kept licking and drinking her delights.

"I could give you a dick," she purred. "I saw how you gazed at it last night. You have no idea the how intense the male orgasm is. You can experience that."

I wanted that. Last night, it had been so hot watching Lilith grow a dick out of her clitoris and then fuck Sister Cuntrag. The nun had gasped and moaned as Lilith ravaged her, their flesh slapping together.

I sucked Lilith's clit into my mouth, imagining it growing in my lips, swelling and expanding into a thick dick. It would fill my lips and then slide down my throat. She would fuck me, use me harder than Mark ever had.

Another orgasm crashed through my cunt and I moaned into Lilith's pussy.

"Or maybe you want Power," Lilith continued. "The Power to control people."

Like Mark. I could make people my slaves. I was afraid of that power, and lusted for it. I could do such good, give myself such pleasure.

"Or maybe," Lilith purred, a mocking delight sliding into her voice, "you just want the Power to control one person."

Only one. Who does she mean?

"You could make Mark your slave!"

I didn't want that.

Right?

He did make me his slave for a day.

But he set me free.

Mark loved me so much, he gambled on losing me for good just so I would have the same freedom he possessed. No. I couldn't enslave him. I loved him. He made a mistake, but it wouldn't be right for me to make the same one.

But having a cock...

I sucked on harder on her clit and slid two fingers up insider her tight twat. My orgasms were rippling through my body, growing stronger and stronger. Her cunt sucked greedily at my fingers. I added three, then four, and then my entire hand was fisting up her cunt. The wall of her pussy squeezed almost painfully on my hand as I fucked it in and out.

"Oh, you delicious mortal," Lilith purred. "Maybe you want revenge! On your enemy! Someone who slighted you, hurt you. Revenge on your mother for running out on your family!"

My mother?

The pain of my mother's abandonment broke through the haze of lust for a moment. I was six when she ran off with that musician. The fucking whore! But Lilith's lust quickly overwhelmed the emotion, and I went back to fisting the demoness, my lips sucking on her hard clit. Lilith breath quickened as her orgasm approached. I fisted her faster, harder.

"Oh, you fucking whore!" Lilith moaned. "You delicious, fucking whore. Fuck my cunt, harder! Harder you goddamned, fucking whore! Yessss!"

When Lilith came, my orgasm was so intense I blacked out.

When I awoke, I was lying on the floor, curled up in a ball, my hand sticky with Lilith's juices. Lilith was gone, back to wherever she lurked. I licked at the ambrosia coating my fist and gasped as a small orgasm rippled through my cunt. Lilith's touch gave such amazing pleasure, but it scared me. It was clear now that Lilith just wants me to use my boon and free her from my service. I had to be careful. Lilith was our contingency. I could not afford to waste the boon in a fit of inflamed passion. Next time, I would have to fight against the lust and not lose myself like I did today.

I needed to think about how to handle Lilith. I grabbed my easel, the painting of Mount Rainier I had started, my supplies, and headed out onto the deck off the Master bedroom. I let my mind drift as my brush flowed.

Mark Glassner

Mary's Eos was in the driveway when I returned with the sluts. She was back from her date with Alice.

Jealousy threatened to rear its head, but I forced it back down. Mary loved me, Alice was just her friend. The friend she dressed as sexy as possible for and spent the afternoon fucking.

But I spent the day having fun with the sluts. Was it really any different?

The carpet guys were already gone, the living room carpet replaced when I walked in. "Mare?" I called, looking around. I headed upstairs. "Mare? Where are you?"

I found Mary painting on our private balcony. The deck had a lovely view. To the right were a few houses that blocked off the view of busy Shaw Road, but to the left was Mount Rainier rearing majestically, the Puyallup Valley spread out between us and the mountain.

Mary was finishing up her painting of Mount Rainier she had been working on a few days ago. All she wore was one of my buttoned down shirts, which hung down past her ass leaving her beautiful legs exposed.

"Hey, Mare," I greeted. "You're looking so sexy."

Mary smiled over her shoulders, her dimples were so cute. "Hey, hun. I had a fun time with Alice. I fucked her with my strap-on and then she returned the favor. Twice!"

"Wish I was there," I told her, kissing the back of her neck, gently, so as not to disturb her painting. The jewelry bag rustled in my hand.

She threw a glance over her shoulder. "What's that?" Mary asked with a knowing smile.

I handed it to her and she set her brush down on the easel's lip. She reached in the bag and smiled happily at her new jewelry. She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. I hugged her tight, stroking down her back to her ass. I squeezed them, not caring that one of the neighbors in those houses could see us.

Let them watch. It made it so kinky.

"Thank you," she said, when she broke the kiss. Her eyes were misty with tears. "They're so beautiful."

"Not as beautiful as you, Mare."

She kissed me even more passionately, pushing me down onto the love seat. I could taste a woman's pussy on her lips and my cock was hard in an instant. Alice tasted delicious, almost as amazing as Lilith had tasted last night when I ate the demoness's cunt.

Mare moaned into my kiss, her fingers fumbling at my pants. She pulled the zipper of my jeans down and quickly drew my cock out. She stroked me twice and I moaned into the kiss, loving the feel of her hand.

Without her lips once leaving mine, she skillfully straddled my waist. I groaned, her kiss growing even hotter as my cock sank slowly into her velvety warmth. Christ, she was horny today. I guess Alice wasn't enough for her. She needed my cock.

I liked that thought.

"Oh, Mark," she moaned, breaking the kiss, her emerald eyes staring down at mine. "Umm, but I needed this."

"My cock's always ready to fuck my naughty filly," I grinned.

"That's my horny stallion," she laughed, throwing back her head.

Mary made love to me slowly, her hips rotating up and down. I grabbed the shirt and fumbled at the buttons. It was too hard to do with Mary's body pressed so close, so I just pulled hard, popping off the buttons. I found her firm, perky breasts and cupped them. I gently squeezed each one and then traced my finger around the edge of her areolas.

Mary's hips increased their speed, her groin slamming into mine as she rubbed her clit on my pubic bone before rising coming back down. Her pussy sucked at my cock as she slid up, and squeezed it as she slid back down. My hands squeezed her plump ass, guiding her hips, urging her to go faster and faster.

Mary leaned in and kissed me again as our passion built. The evening sun was warm on us, a cool breeze blowing about as we made love.

The love seat groaned as she rode me faster and harder. Her hands rubbed my arms and shoulder, cupping my face. My cock was on fire as my pleasure built. Every movement of Mary's body just brought me closer and closer.

Mary's cunt spasmed about my cock. She moaned, thrusting her tongue deep into my mouth and kissing me with a fierce passion as she came. Her velvety pussy milked my cock. The tip of my dick ached, savoring the bliss of her flesh as she slammed down.

My balls tensed and tightened.

My fingers dug into her creamy ass.

My cum sprayed into her hungry hole.

I thrust up, the pleasure shooting through me. My legs spasmed as the pleasure boiled through me for a few intense seconds, and then it passed. I groaned, leaning back on the love seat as Mary broke the kiss, a big smile on her lips.

"Thank you," she whispered into my ear. "I love you."

She loved me, not Alice. "And I love my naughty filly."

"So, do the sluts have proper clothing now?" she asked, leaning back so her round breasts swayed in front of my lips

"Yeah, wanna see?" I asked, then kissed one of her hard, dusky nipples.

"I do," she said, and stood up. White cum leaked out of her pussy, running slowly down her thigh.

She looked so sexy as her ass swayed, strolling into our bedroom.

I followed in a hurry.

Mary Sullivan

Mark had the sluts line up in the living room while I waited in the dining room, Mark's cum trickling out of my pussy. He didn't make me cum as hard, or as much, as Lilith had, but it was so much more fulfilling than the cheap lust the succubus created.

"Okay, Mare," Mark called.

I stepped through the door and grinned. "Oh, you all look so slutty now," I gushed, my gaze going from slut to slut.

Most were dressed as sexy maids, the blouses transparent to show off their dusky nipples, but Thamina and Chasity were different. Thamina was a sexy nurse and Chasity was a hot cop, her breasts almost spilling out of the half-unbuttoned, navy-blue blouse. She was sexy, and the sight of her handgun on her side made her seem like a fierce warrior.

"Chasity," I said, pulling the slut forward. "I've been very bad, Officer. You need to perform a cavity search on me."

I sat down on the couch and spread my legs, more of Mark's cum leaking out. My fiance grinned at me, his lips mouthing, "Naughty filly."

"There definitely is something white inside your pussy," Chasity said as she knelt down before me. Chasity reached out, her fingers gentle as she spread my labia open, peering inside my pussy. I shivered in delight. "There appears to be some contraband I'll need to get out."

"Yes, officer," I moaned, enjoying the roleplay.

I groaned in pleasure as Chasity dug her tongue into my pussy, lapping up cum and cunt juices. Mark grinned, moving behind Chasity. He was naked, his cock swelling up as he squeezed her ass. The lust burned in his eyes and I moaned, shuddering as Chasity's tongue worked deeper into me.

"Fuck the cop," I groaned. "Fuck her hard!"

Mark knelt and pushed up Chasity's skirt. He stroked her blonde-furred cunt, his fingers coming away wet. I shuddered, licking my lips as he sucked Chasity's juices off his digit. He rubbed his cock against her and then thrust it into her tight cunt.

"You have a fine, fucking cunt, Chasity," Mark groaned as he fucked her hard, shoving her face into my pussy. Chasity moaned, swirling her tongue about inside me.

"She's got a wonderful tongue as well," I panted. "Ummm, keep tonging my pussy, slut."

The other sluts started pairing up. Lillian and Fiona, Thamina and Violet, Desiree and Xiu. I shuddered, my eyes roaming the room, admiring all our sluts while Chasity devoured my pussy. This was the life, and that whore, Sister Cuntrag, had tried to take it away from Mark and me.

Fiona sat down on the couch on my left, her heavy, freckled tits jiggling. Lillian grinned, kneeling down and pushing up Fiona's frilly skirt. Fiona let out a throaty moan when Lillian buried her mouth into the redhead's pussy, slowly eating her out.

I threw an arm around Fiona's head and pulled the strawberry-blonde down to my left breast. "That's it, whore," I groaned as Fiona sucked the dusky nipple into her mouth.

Thamina dropped on my other side, leaning over to suckle on my other nipple while Violet devoured her black-furred cunt. I shuddered as the three slut's mouths and tongues pleasured my body, electricity tingling through my skin.

"Yes, yes, yes," moaned Desiree as she and Xiu scissored their cunts together on the floor, both their heavy tits bouncing

"Oh, yes!" I moaned, ripples of pleasure shuddering through me. "My sluts are making me feel sooo amazing! Eat my pussy and suck my titties! Oh, you sluts are the best!"

Mark fucked Chasity harder, pounding her slutty cunt while slapping her ass. Every time he bottomed out, Chasity moaned into pussy, adding a splash of pleasure to the flood of bliss shooting through me.

"I'm gonna cum in your slutty, dirty hole, whore!" Mark groaned. "Damn, your cunt is tight!"

"Fill her cunt with your spunk, Master!" moaned Xiu as she vigorously scissored Desiree.

Mark's blue eyes fixed on mine, burning with lust as he pounded the cop's slutty cunt. "Ride her hard, stallion!" I moaned, the pleasure swelling inside me. "Oh, sweet fuck her tongue's amazing! Here it comes, slut! Here comes my tasty juices!" I bucked beneath the three women's sucking mouths as my orgasm swept through me, clutching Fiona and Thamina to my tits

"Oh, it's so delicious!" Chasity moaned before diving back into my juicy pussy, licking and sucking, prolonging the waves of bliss flooding through my body. What a wonderful slut.

Mark slammed hard into Chasity, grunting and groaning, his face screwed up. I knew that look. My fiance was cumming in the slut's cunt. He grunted one more time, then ripped his softening cock out of Chasity's pussy.

"Damn, she's a mighty fine fuck," Mark panted as he stared at Chasity's pussy. Her blonde curls must be dirty with pussy juices and Mark's cum leaking out of her cunt. "I think it's time to give Sister Cuntrag her gifts."

Mark's grin was hungry and vicious. As the sluts came around us, curiosity filled me. What had Mark bought for the former nun?

"Let's show her," I grinned.​