Incest/Taboo The Devil's Pact

The slut's hands roamed her body, tweaking nipples and exploring between her thighs. Karen bucked as Chasity's fingers rubbed at her clit while Thamina's fingers plunged into her pussy. Violet latched onto a nipple while Fiona licked and nuzzled at Karen's cum-stained neck.

"I'm gonna cum!" Karen gasped. Her gray eyes found mine as she shuddered. "Watch me, Master! Watch me cum! Oh, yes! I love it!"

Her body thrashed as she came on her sister-slut's fingers and lips. Her moans made my cock ache. Her body arched, her breasts jiggling as she shuddered in delight. Her moans spasmed out of her mouth before she went limp, a big smile on her face.

"What a slut," Chasity grinned, licking her fingers clean of Karen's juices.

"Uh-huh," Thamina nodded.

"You're hard, Master," Violet gasped. She stood up, smiling at me and my eyes fell down her body to her bald cunt.

I licked my lips. I had to taste her and feel those smooth cunt lips on my face. I stretched out on the bed and motioned Violet to come to me. "I want to eat your cunt, slut."

Violet beamed. "I'd love that, Master."

"Of course you would, slut," Fiona laughed and smacked her ass. "It's your lucky day."

I stretched out on the bed, my cock throbbing as Violet crawled up my body. Her nipples were hard on her small breasts and her pigtails dangled down, teasing my stomach and chest. She straddled me, shifting around, her tight slit right over my face.

"Enjoy, Master," Violet moaned as her naked cunt descended to my eager lips.

I wrapped my arms around her thighs and pulled her down tight. My tongue swirled through her folds. She had a light, spicy flavor to her juices and I dug my tongue right into her cunt. Violet moaned in delight, her slim hips shifting as she squirmed on my lips.

"Oh, thank you, Master," Violet panted. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

I answered by thrusting my tongue deep into her pussy. My pussy. No other man had ever touched her. No other man would ever touch her. I devoured her juicy snatch as she gasped and squirmed. She sounded so innocent. She made my cock so hard.

The bed shook as one of the sluts joined us. A woman's legs straddled my torso, her gentle fingers stroking my cock to full readiness. Her cunt was warm and wet as she slid down on my cock. I groaned into Violet's pussy as her cunt slid down my cock.

I didn't know which slut was riding my cock, but she felt great as she slid up and down on my shaft, her cunt gripping my dick in its silky grasp. Violet shifted, turning around so she faced the slut bouncing on my cock. I caught a brief glimpse of Thamina on my cock, her dusky breasts bouncing as she moaned.

"There, no I can watch your hard cock plunge in and out of her cunt, Master," Violet moaned.

I groaned and wrapped my arms around Violet's waist so I could grip her tight ass. I pulled her pussy down to my face so I could lick and tongue her. I groaned again, Thamina's cock clenching on my pussy. I nuzzled at Violet's snatch. Her pussy lips were smooth as silk on my face as she squirmed and moaned.

"So hot, Master," Thamina moaned. "Eat her pussy."

"Yes, yes, yes! Thank you, Master!" squeaked Violet.

The springs of the mattress squeaked as the Arab slut riding my dick bounced faster and faster. Her cunt massaged the sensitive head of my cock, building the pressure in my balls. I groaned as my tongue swirled through Violet's pussy.

"Umm, suck my titties, Violet," Thamina said in a husky voice.

"Gladly! You have such cute titties."

There was a wet, sucking noise, and I pictured Violet bending over and sucking on Thamina's dusky tits as the Muslim slut rode my cock. Thamina's cunt tightened as Violet sucked on her breasts, her hips swirling, stirring my cock through her cunt.

"Umm, you're so good at tit sucking," Thamina moaned.

"Suck mine now," Violet purred and then cooed in delight, squirming harder on my face. "Ohh, you're pretty good at tit sucking, too, Thamina. Oh, I going to cum. Master, your tongue feels so amazing in my tight little cunt!"

"Do it, slut!" Fiona moaned. "Give Master your tasty juices!"

"Yes! Thank you, Master! I'm cumming! Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Violet's bucked onto top of me, her cunt sliding about my lips as she orgasmed. Fresh juices flooded my mouth and I drank her tasty honey. Her ass clenched in my hands as she squirmed and gasped.

And then she shuddered and rolled off me. Violet heavily panted, a large smile on her face. Her small breasts rose, flushed with her excitement. Her brown eyes closed and she let out a purring sigh of contentment.

I turned my attention to Thamina. "Work that cunt, slut!"

"Yes, Master," she moaned. Her hips rose up and down my cock while her dusky tits bounced. Her nipples were hard and wet from Violet's suckling. Her headscarf had slipped, her black hair spilling out before it fell away entirely.

Fiona slid on the bed next to me, pressing her naked body against mine. On the other side of the bed, Karen was slipping into a sixty-nine with Violet, the former nun greedily eating the teenager's cunt. Violet's pink tongue lapped eagerly at Karen's pussy. Fiona's large tits, freckled like Mary's, pressed against my arm as she moved her face towards mine.

"You're all sticky, Master. Let me clean you up." Fiona's tongue explored my lips, licking Violet's pussy-cream off my lips.

I grabbed one of Fiona's heavy tits and drew it up to my hungry lips, sucking her hard nipple into my mouth. Fiona purred happily as I nibbled and sucked her hard nub. My balls throbbed and my cock ached in Thamina's cunt.

"Yes, yes!" Thamina's moans grew louder and louder, and she rode my cock faster and harder. She shrieked something in Arabic as her cunt convulsed on my cock. Her hot pussy convulsed about my cock.

My balls erupted.

I groaned as I nibbled on Fiona's nipple. My cock pulsed, firing four powerful jets of cum to feed Thamina's slutty cunt. I grunted and groaned, my back arching. And then my pleasure reached its peak and I panted, releasing Fiona's nipple.

"Thank you, Master," Thamina panted as she sat down on my cock.

I grinned in delight. Who should I fuck next?

Mary Sullivan -- Parkland, WA

"Why don't we just stay in bed?" protested Alice as I bent down to grab my panties. Alice walked up behind me and caressed my ass. I shuddered, wanting to stay. We had spent a lovely afternoon talking between bouts of making love. As much as I enjoyed Mark, he couldn't give me the soft touch of a woman.

"Because we have to go meet up with Mark," I told her and kissed her pouty lips. "It's important to us that we buy these houses."

"We can do that tomorrow," Alice complained, her hand sliding up to cup my breasts. "Let's spend the night. Dean left on a business trip this morning. We can make love all night long."

"We had fun today, but I need to get back to Mark," I said, a hint of exasperation tinging my voice. I didn't want to spend the night making love. I wanted to see Mark, and I was going out with Diane tonight. Alice was a lot of fun, and she was my friend, but Mark...made me feel complete. I missed him. I really should bring Alice into our bed, but a part of me just wanted her all to myself.

"Is that all it was, just fun?" Alice demanded, flouncing away.

"Oh, don't be bitchy," I told her, shaking my head. What was wrong with her? "I had a great time with you, Alice. And I can't wait for our next encounter. But he's my fiance, okay. He needs to come first."

"Fine," Alice muttered, folding her arms before her lovely breasts.

I stroked her cheeks and brought her lips close so I could give her a quick, hot kiss. "We can still get together," I told her, nuzzling her nose with mine--it was so cute. "So don't be mad."

"Well, when will that be?" Alice asked, starting to get mollified.

"Let me think," I said. I realized we had a busy schedule coming up. I was going out with Diane tonight, tomorrow night my family was coming over for dinner, Saturday was date night with Mark, and Sunday Mark's parents were coming over for dinner. Or at least his sexy mother was coming. And then she would be cumming.

I couldn't wait to eat Sandy's pussy out. She sounded so hot over the phone.

Alice reached over and fondled my freckled breast, her finger brushing my nipple. Hot pleasure shot through me and it made it hard not to glance at the bed and wonder if I could get one last orgasm out before heading to see Mark.

"Please make it be soon, Mary," she moaned. "I can't get enough of your gorgeous body."

I smiled at the complement. "Well, tomorrow I have to see several caters for our wedding and a florists. And I'm looking into the cake. And then my family is coming over for dinner that night. On Saturday, Mark and I have interviews for some..." I searched for a lie. We were auditioning the cops to be our bodyguards on Saturday. "Employees. And then we're going out on a date that evening."

Alice pouted more, her finger pinching my nipple gently, sending delicious tingles through my body. "That's too long."

What was going on Sunday morning? Mark's mother wasn't coming over for dinner until around 5. I couldn't think of anything else. That would be perfect. "Well, we can get together Sunday morning," I told her. "I have dinner with Mark's parents that night, but the morning's free."

"Fine, Sunday morning."

"We'll have a nice brunch and then I'll make you cum so hard," I told Alice. "I love making you cum."

Alice smiled, a naughty, seductive smile that transformed her face into something predatory. "You can make me cum right now?"

I sighed. She was as eager to fuck me as Mark was. Her fingers slipped down my naked body, gently toyed with my red pubic hair before she caressed my pussy. It was getting hard to remember why we needed to go as a finger slipped up my cunt. Pleasure burned through my body as her digit wiggled in and out of me.

I gritted my teeth and shoved her had out of my cunt. "We have to go. Mark's waiting." Alice's finger wasn't Mark's cock. I wasn't going to be distracted that easily.

"Fine," Alice sighed. "Fine, let's go see your fiance."

"C'mon, you'll like him," I said, patting her shoulders. "He's a great guy."

She snorted but didn't say anything. What was her problem today?

Mark Glassner -- South Hill, WA

Thamina sat on my cock, shuddering as she finished cumming. I was still hard. I wanted to keep fucking my sluts.

"Master, my cunt's all empty," Fiona whispered in my ear. "Can you fill it with your big cock?"

"What do you think, slut?"

"That my Master is the most virile, horny man on the planet," moaned Fiona."

I grinned and kissed her. Thamina rolled off me, my cock popping out of her cunt. I rolled onto Fiona, my hand grasping her breast. Her legs invitingly spread open for me, and I plunged my cock inside her

"Yes!" she hissed as I fucked her hard.

Violet and Karen were gasping and moaning beside us, cumming on each other's faces. Thamina leaned on her elbow and watched me fuck Fiona, smiling sweetly and playing with her cum-stained pussy. Chasity crawled onto the bed and shoved her face into Thamina's cunt to suck my cum out of the Muslim's pussy.

I was in for a hot afternoon.

When Mary texted me to let me know she was on her way, I had filled all five of the slut's cunts with my cum and was enjoying Violet's tight ass. It wouldn't be long before I filled that hole with my cream as well. Violet was eating out Thamina's cunt as I fucked her ass. Chasity was sitting on Karen's face while Fiona ate Karen's cunt.

"Cum in my ass, Master!" Violet groaned. "Please!"

"Fucking slut!" I groaned, pulling on her pigtails as I slammed into her.

I creamed her ass.

After the euphoria of my orgasm passed, I had Chasity clean my dirty cock with her mouth. She slurped and sucked, cleaning Violet's ass off my cock like a good slut, her blue eyes flashing up at mine. I stroked her blonde hair, smiling down at her. I loved how she could be a fierce, powerful cop one moment and a submissive slut the next.

"All clean," she reported.

The sluts helped me dress, giggling as they pulled on my clothes, their lips and fingers teasing me. I wanted to indulge, but Mary would be back with Alice and I wanted to buy the neighborhood up before my friends arrived.

"Sluts, get ready for tonight," I ordered as I left the room.

Tonight, my friends were coming over to play D&D and I wanted all the sluts showered and ready to be fucked. I would let each of my buddy's choose a slut to be his personal slave for the night, excluding Korina who was still recovering from her gunshot, and Violet--she was my personal cunt. No man would ever fuck her but me. I decided I would use Violet as my personal slave for the night.

When I went downstairs I found the two repairmen finished with their fucking Alison and Lillian in the living room. Our new front door had been replaced and the men were enjoying their bonus. Lillian was licking his cock clean of her ass while Alison smeared cum across her breasts. It looked like both men had enjoyed the cockteasing sluts.

"When you're finished, sluts, you need to get ready for tonight," I ordered.

"Yes, Master," Allison gasped.

Lillian moaned, "I can't wait to play with your friends!"

A cream Jetta pulled into the driveway as I stepped outside and Mary opened the door and happily walked over to me. Her auburn hair looked beautiful in the sunlight. She hugged me and kissed me with her loving passion, and I could taste Alice's cunt on her lips. When I broke the kiss I could see her friend, Alice, staring daggers at me, her hands white-knuckled as she gripped her car door.

Shit, was Alice jealous of Mary kissing me?

When Mary broke the hug, she turned to Alice. "This is Alice. She's going to be my maid-of-honor." The look Alice gave Mary was dewy eyed. She looked like a puppy staring at her mistress. Was she in love with Mary? "Remember, do not use your powers on her," Mary whispered, reminding me of a promise I had made.

"Yeah," I said, frowning at Alice. What was between Mary and this woman?

Alice briefly shook my hand when she walked up to us. "Nice to meet you," she said, her tone stiff.

"Yeah, likewise," I replied just as stiffly.

"See, isn't he a great guy?" Mary asked her lover.

"Sure," Alice answered, smiling at Mary. She cleared her throat. "So Mark, we're going to buy all the houses on this street, right? There's what, a dozen houses?"

"Thirteen," I corrected.

"Well, I have some paperwork drawn up, but I don't think you'll get much luck on anyone selling their houses," Alice said. She almost had a smirk playing on her lips. "People just don't like to sell their houses out of the blue. Even if you make a generous offer, some will need to think about it and others just won't care about the money. It's their home. People get weird when it comes to their home."

"Don't worry," Mary said. "Mark could talk a minister's wife out of her panties and fuck her behind the pulpit while her husband gives a sermon."

Alice raised her eyebrows at that, then choose to ignore what she clearly thought was Mary's boast. Mary had a wicked smile on her face, and I bet she would love to see me fuck a minister's wife in the middle of church. I would love it too.

"Well, let's get this over with," Alice said, huffing with impatience and interrupting my fantasy.

"I have the money in the trunk of my Mustang," I said. "It's too heavy to lug it all round the neighborhood."

Lilith was sent to free all women from the bondage of men! She loves us all her daughters. She cares for us. She bleeds for us. And she will fight for us until we are all free! Trust in her, for she would never harm a woman. She loves us all! And as Wormwood burns across the planet, a new world shall rise from the ashes!

--excerpt from High Priestess Lana's sermon to the conquered city of Seattle, November 18th, 2013

Doug Allard

I frowned as I observed Mark drive his Mustang only a few houses down the street before he climb out with Mary and another woman. She had raven-black hair that fell about her shoulders and wore a rather revealing business suit.

And she held Mary's hand.

Was she a new slut? Mark and Mary were collecting them at an alarming rate. They already had one FBI agent. The news buzzed with this morning revelations that Mark wasn't a terrorist and that he had been wrongly persecuted. Jessica St. Pierre, Mark's reporter slut, was all over the news channels, giving interviews, talking about what a great guy he was, all while teasing her own exclusive interview that would air around 6 PM tonight.

Despite how boring watching the house was, it was important. I was working with Brandon Fitzismmons to take Mark down. Mark had to be stopped. He was gobbling up the world. Already he had compromised the local cops and now he was making inroads into the media. A week ago, no one had even heard of this guy. Where will he be in a year?

Ruling the world?

I shuddered in disgust. I hoped Brandon would find a way to stop him.

Mark walked up to one of the neighbors doors holding a heavy duffel bag in one hand. The new woman pulled a stack of paperwork out of her satchel as they waited for someone to answer the door. I aimed the parabolic mic at them.

"She must be the Realtor," I muttered to myself as I listened to them talk. "The friend of Mary's."

I checked my notes and saw mention of an Alice a few times. I took more notes as I watched Mark begin to buy up the neighborhood. It wasn't a challenge for him with his powers. I was surprised that he was bothering to pay.

Of course, what did he care? He could just walk into a bank and ask for more money.

"How are we ever stopping this guy?" I muttered. "And what happens when he stops fucking around and actually tries to do something serious?"

My guts squirmed. Maybe he did need to be assassinated. I blanched at the prospect. I had killed one person as a cop. I never wanted to do that again. But maybe I would have to.

Mary Sullivan

Things seemed to be going great. Alice and Mark seemed to be getting along. That was perfect. Alice was quickly becoming my new best friend. And she would be my maid-of-honor at my wedding, so they needed to get along.

Mark stopped his car down the street. It was the third house from Shaw road, putting us in a quick walk of six houses, fully half the street. We were going need these houses. I hoped my father and sisters would move in, and I think Mark wanted to give his mom a house. I had a feeling if Mark's dad showed up for dinner, his mom was about to be single.

Everything I heard about Mark's dad made me hate the man. He was an abusive alcoholic. I hoped Mark really punished the bastard. If I ever saw my whore mother, I would do the same. My dad was a great man, he didn't deserve to have his heart broken by her. And my sisters and I didn't deserve to have to grow up without a mother because she wanted to get wild with a musician.

And we'd also need at least a few houses for the bodyguards. I think Mark wanted to recruit twelve of the sexiest cops to protect us. I was excited for the tryouts on Saturday. I had a few ideas how to make them kinky.

Of course, any households that had a beautiful wife or hot, adult daughter we would let them stay in their homes for the small price of letting Mark and me fuck their women whenever we wanted. I knew Anastasia and Madeleine, both in Mark's Naked Jogging Club would be staying. And I had noticed a few other hotties in the neighborhood.

We climbed out of Mark's car, the sun warm. Mark popped the trunk and grabbed a duffel bag as we walked up to the first house: 2902 Mountain View Ct SW. Alice took my hand while the other fumbled at her satchel to pull out the paperwork. The house was a light blue with dark blue trim, three stories, surrounded by a beautifully maintained lawn with sculpted bushes, flowering plants, and a stone fountain carved with angels.

Mark knocked at the door and a sullen looking teenage boy opened the door.

"I need to speak to your mom or dad," Mark said.

"Mom!" he hollered and a moment later a frumpy looking woman, a good fifty pounds overweight, walked up to the door. "Hi," she greeted with a friendly smile, "I'm Mona, how can I help you."

"Is your husband home?" Mark asked.

I knew it would be a lot simpler both spouses were present.

"No, I'm not married," Mona answered.

"I'm sorry," I smiled.

"What happened to him?" Mark asked.

"He ran off with his secretary," Mona bitterly answered. She had no choice.

"I bet she was a pretty thing?" Mark grinned.

What was he up to? It was almost like he was having fun prodding her emotional wounds.

Mona flushed in anger. "The asshole's welcomed to have her. The slut spread her legs for every partner at the firm. I bet she's still spreading her legs behind his back. But I got the house and a nice settlement."

"Well, your house is what I've come to speak to you about," Mark said. "This is my fiancee, Mary, and our Realtor, Alice. We just moved into the house up the street."

"Where the cops have been too twice?" Mona pointedly asked. Her eyes narrowed. "I've seen you on the news, right? They thought you were a terrorist." Her eyes widened.

"Relax, I'm not," Mark told her and the fear deflated out of her eyes. "And you're going to sell us your house for two million dollars. I got the cash right here, and Alice has some paperwork for you to sign."

"Okay," Mona said. She frowned in surprise at how quickly she agreed.

Alice blinked, her hand squeezing down on mine as she asked, "Excuse me, Mona. Did you just agree to sell your house to him? Just like that?"

"I guess I did," Mona replied. "It just felt right."

"Of course it did, so let's sign some papers," I told Alice. "See, Mark's amazing."

"I guess," Alice muttered, her eyebrows furrowing. She had seen the news reports about Mark, too.

"You have until tomorrow to move out," Mark continued. "Put your stuff in storage and rent a hotel room until you find a new place, okay."

"Sure," Mona nodded.

"What is going on?" Alice asked. "Are the news reports true?"

"Sort of," I whispered to her. "Relax, okay." I stroked her arm, letting my touch soothe her.

"Wait, what, Mom?" the teenage son gaped. "We're moving?"

"Yes, you are," Mark nodded. "So let's sign the paperwork."

Alice was almost in a daze as she motioned for Mona to sign the paperwork on all the lines. Then Mark and I signed, and last Alice scrawled her signature on the bottom. She swallowed, her cheeks pale.

Poor thing. I gave her a quick kiss that helped to perk her up.

"Next house," Mark said.

2906 was far more promising. Mark knocked and a cute, young woman answered the door. She was a beautiful angel with a heart-shaped face, blue eyes and short hair dyed green with black streaks. She had a lean build and toned legs of an athlete.

"Hello?" she asked, her eyes widening.

"What's your name?" I purred, licking my lips. She was so cute.

"Issy?" she asked, her eyes blushing.

Mark grinned. "Damn, Issy. You are cute." His eyes glanced at her toned, tanned legs. "I bet you like to jog?"

Issy nodded her head.

"You should join my jogging club. It meets at Madeleine's house at 6 am," Mark told her. "You'll have a lot of fun."

"Okay," she giggled. "I know Madeleine. I'll be there."

"You horny stallion," I purred.

"Now, do you own this house?" Mark asked.

She shook her head. "I live with my parents while going to college," she answered.

"Go get them."

Her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Norup, arrived. Mrs. Norup was a doughty woman and she clearly had let herself go. But her daughter was hot. Alice wasn't nearly as shocked when Mark commanded them to sell the house.

"Good news, you can stay in the house for free," Mark grinned. "Well, it won't cost you any money."

My pussy clenched. This was so intoxicating. They were about to whore their daughter out to us.

"We can really stay in the house for free?" asked doughty Mrs. Norup.

"Yeah, but Mary and I get to sleep with your daughter whenever we want," I answered. "You two don't have a problem with that. In fact, you're more than happy to let me have her. You're proud of of her."

"Absolutely," a balding Mr. Norup nodded and shook my hand. "I don't see a problem with that."

"She's such an amazing girl to do this!" Mrs. Norup nodded, a big smile on her chubby face.

"What?" gasped Alice, her face reddening. "That's disgusting!"

"Alice," I said.

"The news is right. Your fiance is a fucking monster!" She ripped her hand from mine, anger and disgust were furrowed on her forehead. "Fuck this shit!"

Alice stormed down to the street.

I chased after her.

I caught her hand as she stomped down the sidewalk and pulled her around. Alice's face was red as she glared at me. "Are you okay with this?" she demanded. "Jesus, he can fucking control people!"

"Yes," I smiled, my hand playing with hers. "That's who Mark and I are. We love to dominate women. It's hot."

Alice shuddered as I stepped closer. "It's wrong, Mary."

"Umm, you have no idea how wrong it is," I moaned, my pussy growing wetter. It helped to drown out my nagging guilt. Lust was great for that. "That's what makes it so hot."

Alice tried to pull away.

"Don't go. You don't want to." My wish was creeping over her. "There's nothing wrong with it. Issy will have fun. Mark and I will have fun. She'll love being our slut. Don't you want me to be happy?"

"Yes," Alice muttered, her cheeks growing red. "I do, Mary. I...I..." She swallowed.

I reached out and cupped her chin. "It's okay. It took me a little bit to get used to it. But it's so intoxicating. So please don't go. I want you here. I want you apart of my life. And this is it."

"Fine," she sighed, a smile crossing her lips. "I can't say no to you."

"I know," I beamed and leaned in, kissing her hard. Our tongues wrestled together as Alice hugged me with a tight passion.

Mark Glassner

"I straightened it out," Mary said as the women walked back up to the house.

Feeling a surge of jealousy, I grabbed Mary and kissed her as passionately as I could. Mary melted against me, kissing me back with the same hot, blood-boiling passion. Issy cat-called behind us and, when I broke the kiss, Mary was breathless.

I glanced at Alice, and she was giving me the stink eye. I smirked back. Mary was mine.

"Are you a virgin, Issy?" Mary asked the girl when she caught her breath.

"Of course." Issy flushed and glanced at her parents.

"Are you really?" I commanded.

The girl barely shook her head no, hoping her parents wouldn't see the movement. That was a shame. Mary and I needed to find a pair of virgins to deflower. Well, tomorrow I would try the local community college if there were no virgins on the block. There was bound to be a few virgins at a community college.

Right? Not every girl lost hers in High School.

The next house was a big disappointment. Mr. and Mrs. Lowery were in their fifties and all their children had grown up and moved away years ago. Zane Bullard lived in the next house, he was a widower with a five year old daughter, and I quickly made him sell his house. The fifth house was just as disappointing, a gay couple lived there.

Finally, at the sixth house I found some promising girls. The Rhee family, Koreans, were very friendly, and had two daughters living at home, Iseul was nineteen and Yun was eighteen and just about to graduate from high school. Both girls were petite and gorgeous. So the Rhee family got to stay in their house.

Sadly, neither of the girls were true virgins. Iseul had given up her maidenhead to her boyfriend at prom last year and Yun had found her mother's vibrator and had popped her cherry just three days earlier.

The next two houses were a bust, the Gomez's had a son and a fat daughter, and the wife was in a wheelchair suffering from MS--I'm sure the money would be a big help for them. Mrs. Endicott weighed three hundred pounds and her daughter had graduated from college and moved out. I bought Madeleine's house and let her stay, of course. The house after that was also a bust, the wife was badly scarred in an accident and they only had sons.

Anastasia, from my jogging club, was more than happy to sell her house and her husband, Stan, was more than happy to let me fuck his wife. At the next house, I met Mrs. Stainthrope, a gorgeous trophy wife and let her and her husband stay, provide I could stick my dick in her tight cunt. Mr. Stainthrope didn't seem to mind. The final house was another bust, a fat wife and teenage sons.

All in all, Mary and I had eight houses we could use until we built our mansion. My wrist was sore from all the paperwork we signed. The block was ours and what adult women remained were ours to do with as we pleased while their husbands and fathers smiled on with approval.

"Take care," Mary smiled at her friend. "I'll see you, Sunday?"

"Yeah," Alice muttered, glancing at me, and then she kissed Mary hard on the lips.

I grit my teeth. When she broke the kiss, I handed her a final duffel bag with her commission. "Take care," I said, trying not to show I was at all jealous or threatened by her.

Alice nodded.

Mary waved as Alice headed back to her Jetta, then she headed back inside to get ready. She was going clubbing tonight with Diane, the friend she met last week before she made her Pact. Willow and Noel arrived within a few minutes of each other, carrying the outfits I had ordered them to buy. When Noel saw Willow, she smiled.

"I spoke with your husband today," Noel said.

"My ex-husband?" Willow shrugged. "And?"

"What a wimp," Noel laughed. She smiled at me. "Don't worry, Master. His complaint to the FBI is officially listed as bullshit."

"Good," I told her and gave her a kiss and a grope on the ass. "Go change into your new outfit."

"Yes, Master," Noel purred.

I wanted to make sure the sluts were all ready for my guest to arrive. For years I had been playing D&D with the same group of guys. Usually we played at my apartment every Thursday. But I was too busy last Thursday, having fun with my new powers. Fucking my sluts should make it up to them for missing a week.

I had the sluts, under Lillian's supervision, set up the dining room table to be our gaming room and then gather in the living room. We had a full stock of sodas and chips and pizza was on its way. Jessica had gotten home just on time and joined the other sluts in their sexy outfits. I admired my new sluts: Noel wore the sexy cop outfit I ordered her to purchase and Willow had on her sexy nurses outfit while Jessica, on her own initiative, had purchased a slutty, office-lady outfit, with the shortest miniskirt possible. The skirt barely covered her ass when she stood up straight and when she bent over, all her charms were on display. The blouse was tight and sheer. A pair black fishnet stockings were held up by a garter belt and stiletto heels made her ass sway when she walked.

"You are fucking hot!" I grinned, smacking her ass.

"Thank you, Master," she smiled back. "They aired my interview of you. I think it'll really help with your image."

I grinned and smacked her ass again.

The doorbell rang. I opened the door to see Quatch looking around in amazement. Quatch was a big guy and covered in black hair. He had a shaggy beard, hairy arms and back, so he got the nickname Sasquatch which somehow gotten shortened down to Quatch. I wasn't sure what his real name was. It might have been James or John, maybe. Either way, he was my best friend.

"Hey, man," he said and whistled. "How the fuck are you staying here? Did you really rob a bunch of banks?"

"I won a poker tournament," I told my friend. "Come in. Meet the girls."

All the sluts, save Lillian, were gathered in the living room in their slutty outfits, beaming and giggling as they preened. "Hello, sir," they all greeted Quatch and his mouth fell open.

"Who the fuck are all these girls, Mark?" he gasped. "Christ, I can see their tits. Did you hire a bunch of prostitutes?"

"These are my sex slaves," I told him. "They'll do whatever my fiancee and I tell them too. And I mean anything!" I said with a wink.

"Seriously?" he stammered.

"Seriously," I said. "Choose one, and she'll give you the best blowjob you've ever had."

"Is this a joke?"

I shook my head and answered, "Nope."

"Fuck, eh, how about the nurse?"

"Which one?" I asked.

"Oh, shit, you have two of them," he said, licking his lips. "This one."

"That's Dr. Willow," I said. "She's new."

"Hi," Willow purred as she walked over to Quatch.

"Hey." My friend swallowed, more than a little nervous.

Willow kissed Quatch, her body melting against him. Quatch stood frozen for a second, and then wrapped his arms around Willow's lithe body and kissed her back. The doorbell rang again, and I smiled.

My friends and I would have a lot of fun tonight.

Lilith -- The Abyss

I watched them from the shadows, scurrying like the vermin they were.

I hated them all. The descendants of Adam and that submissive slut he replaced me with. Eve. Her name left a bitter taste in my mouth. I hated her and her mongrel children. I had hounded her children, tormented them, and sent my monstrous children to terrorize them. I showed them no mercy, both men and women, and for that I was cast into the Abyss with the fallen angels, with Lucifer, as my final punishment.

I watched Mary scurry upstairs and disrobe to take a shower. Downstairs, Mark, disgusting, arrogant Mark, prattled about with all the women he forced to submit to him. I hated Mark most of all. That disgusting insect thought he could lay hands upon me. Last night, I would have drunk his entire essence, sucked him dry of his vitality if it wasn't for his damned Wish he made with Lucifer. But even with his unlimited, sexual stamina, I had almost killed him.

I guess I should just count myself lucky that it was Mary that used the gem and not Mark. Lucifer loved to degrade me, and making me serve a man was just his style. And Mark was just the sort of man who would love to make me serve him forever, forced to satisfy any and all of his sexual appetites. But Lucifer's plan had backfired.

"Lilith," a voice whispered from the shadow, shivering through my body.

"Lucifer," I answered. What did he want? Lucifer was always butting in, interfering where he wasn't wanted.

Lucifer appeared behind me, shining with light. Brilliant and beautiful. When mortals summoned him, he would appear to match their expectations. These days that meant that ridiculous, evil lawyer get-up. He would appear at the crossroads as a dark, handsome man with scarlet eyes that practically dripped evil. It was so over the top.

But Lucifer, the Morning Star, was really a being of pure light, of radiance, and loved to brightly shine whenever he could. He was always to full of himself. The only thing that shined brighter than his body was his pride. It's why he had rebelled, and why he had been cast into the Abyss--Lucifer refused to bow down to Adam. It was the only thing we had in common.

"Your Mark is pathetic," I snarled at Lucifer. "Unlimited power and all he does with it is get a house full of women."

"He's the perfect choice," Lucifer answered.

"I'll crush him," I snarled. "I'll ruin your precious plans." You will regret ever giving me the chance to be active in the mortal world.

Lucifer's light pulsed like he had shrugged. "All outcomes will benefit me, Lilith."

Anger bubbled through me. Lucifer was always so smug. "I'll turn his little slut against him."

A smirk creased Lucifer's mouth. "I'd love to see that."

He didn't believe I could do it. Anger boiled in me. If there was one thing I could do, it was seduce pathetic mortals. Their passions ruled them, made the weak, biddable. I just needed to apply the right pressure, and Mary would be begging to help me crush Mark. I would show Lucifer. My anger bubbled through me as I moved through the Shadows until I stood behind Mary.

I stepped out of the Shadows and into the steamy shower. Lucifer couldn't follow. The Shadows were the highest part of the Abyss, where only the most powerful of those of us imprisoned could venture. From the Shadows, you could see the mortal world and witness all the pleasures and joys it contained, all while knowing you were forever denied them. The only way to cross over was for some pathetic mortal to summon you. But so long as Mary held off using her last boon, I could freely enter the mortal world.

Mary jumped in surprise when she felt my lust permeating her body. She turned, water running down her naked form. Mary's emerald eyes widened in lust, her nipples hardened into tiny, erect nubs, and the scent of her arousal filled my nose. Mary's tongue slid across her red lips and I could see her hand tremble as she desired to reach out and touch my lush form.

I would enjoy seducing her against Mark. Her passions burned hot. Mark had inflamed her lusts into heights of depravity. Now I just had to take her a little higher, and the slut would turn against Mark. She would be my weapon.

"Lilith," Mary moaned as she trembled in passion, her eyes locked to my breasts.

This would be easy.​