Incest/Taboo The Devil's Pact

And the Living Gods did embrace their loyal and holy sluts. The reveled in love, an orgy of passion as the Holy Sluts recommitted themselves body and soul to their Gods.

--The Gospel of April 33:1

Thursday, June 29th, 2013 - Mark Glassner - South Hill, WA

My heart exulted. Seven of our sluts had decided to stay as our property, with two more wanting to still serve us but as free agents, not as our sex slaves. I could respect Sam and Dr. Willow's decisions. And I understood why Noel, Fiona, and Thamina chose to abandon us. They didn't want to be our sex slaves. They didn't like how we dominated them.

They were free now. They could live their own lives. They deserved whatever happiness they could find.

But Alison, Desiree, Lillian, Violet, April, Jessica, and Korina had chosen to stay. They wanted to serve us willingly, to be dominated, forced to do whatever naughty, degrading act Mary or I wanted. And to do it with a smile on their faces. Their mind control was back in place. They would be slaves forever.

Willing slaves.

Damn, that was more fun than dominating women.

Violet and April claimed me first, the two schoolgirls throwing their arms around my neck, pressing their bodies against me. Alison and Desiree held Mary, followed by Jessica, Lillian, and Korina. The three hugged all of us, rubbing their hot flesh where they could, moaning, panting. Lust burned in the house.

"There is only one way to celebrate," I cried out.

"An orgy," Alison giggled, her pink hair flying about her shoulders while Mary nuzzled at the nympho's neck.

"Horny stallion," Mary moaned between licks and nuzzles of Alison's neck, brushing the collar tight about Alison's neck.

All the sluts had their own collars, with their names written in precious gems. All seven wore them. I traded kisses with Violet and April, my hand squeezing their youthful asses through their tartan skirts. Eighteen and dressed like slutty schoolgirls.

"Oh, you two know what I like."

"We do, Master," April beamed, her lovely face framed by bushy, brown hair.

"Uh-huh, Master," Violet moaned, her brown hair gathered in a pair of lovely pigtails. They made her seem even younger--forbidden fruit.

My dick ached.

"Do you want us to suck your cock, Master?" April moaned.

"Or maybe someone else," purred Lillian. My goth slut looked fetching, her black hair streaked with blue and purple highlights, her nose and lips both pierced by silver rings. She wore a tight corset, lifting her small breasts into two lush mounds, and a short skirt made of black vinyl clung to her hips.

"Suck it, slut," I commanded with booming authority.

"Yes, Master," Lillian purred.

Master. It was the best thing in the world to be called. The nuns failed to kill me. People thought I was a god. And my sluts still worshiped me. Still called me Master. I captured Violet's trembling lips with mine, kissing the petite girl hard as Lillian knelt, her finger unfastening my jeans, unzipping, reaching in.

She found my cock, hard and throbbing. She pulled it out and swallowed it. I groaned into my kiss with Violet. My dick ached in delight. Her mouth bobbed up and down, tongue swirling, teasing, pleasing her master.

I broke the kiss, staring down at her as she bobbed her mouth, her dark eyes staring up at me with trembling lust. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked, my balls tightening, savoring her technique. Her tongue caressed my crown, gathering the precum before she bobbed down my shaft, taking more and more of my cock.

Violet giggled. "Is her mouth making your cock feel amazing, Master?"

"Is it?" April moaned, her glasses perched on her nose. She humped against me. "Please, please, say it is, Master."

"Yes," I groaned. I squeezed Violet's ass. "Bend over the table, slut."

"Yes, Master." Violet broke away from me, her skirt swirling. It was so short it hardly covered her ass, leaving her legs long and lush. Knee-high socks and black, Mary Jane shoes completed the naughty look.

She reached the table, bending over, the skirt sliding up and revealing a waxed-bald cunt, her slit so tight and girlish. Juices beaded on her flesh. She wiggled her ass, teasing me, her skirt flaring about her round bottom, the hem just falling over her pert flesh.

"What a juicy sight, right, slut?" I asked, glancing at April as she stared at Violet.

"Oh, yes, Master."

"Then lick her. Make her cum and get her schoolgirl cunt ready for my dick."

"Yes, Master!"

April broke away from me, pushing up her glasses with one finger. Lillian sucked harder on my cock as I watched the schoolgirl kneel behind Violet. Bushy hair obscured the sight, but I could see Violet shudder as April nuzzled in. The schoolgirl wiggled on the table. Violet looked over her shoulder, biting her lower lip, her eyes glazed with pleasure.

April's hands gripped Violet's ass beneath the skirt, squeezing hard. The nerdy girl licked and lapped, devouring Violet with noisy gusto. I groaned, savoring the sounds of licking and the moans bursting from Violet's mouth. My hand grasped Lillian's hair, holding her as I watched. I fucked my cock forward, driving it to the back of the slut's throat.

And then down it.

Lillian didn't fight. She was a good slut. I groaned as my cock slid down her tight throat's depths. I brought her lips down my shaft until they pressed into my pubic hair. My entire cock surrounded by the wet warmth of her mouth and gullet as I watched one schoolgirl lick the other's snatch.

"Devour her pussy, slut," I groaned, Lillian moaning about my cock, teasing me. Humming vibrations washed up my shaft. "Make her cum so hard on your lips, April. I want to hear her scream. I want her bucking and moaning and savoring every second of your naughty tongue teasing her."

"Yes, Master," groaned Violet between licks.

"Yes, yes, yes, mi Reina," the purring, exotic voice of Desiree moaned. She was on her back, Mary devouring her snatch while Alison pulled on a strap-on, eager to fuck her Mistress.

Beyond, Korina and Jessika were topless, nuzzling and sucking at each other's tits, Jessica's skin a delicious, caramel hue, Korina's so pale. Her doll-like face lowered, capturing Jessica's nipple between ruby lips, sucking.

"Yes," Jessica moaned, eyes fluttering.

My dick ached in Lillian's mouth. I drew back and then slammed in again. My balls swung, smacking into her lips. I loved the sound. She moaned, not fighting as I fucked her mouth hard and fast as the pressure built in my nuts.

"Oh, April, yes," Violet moaned. "Oh, your tongue's so sweet. Are you watching, Master? Are you watching her lick my pussy? Is this what you want?"

"It is, slut," I groaned.

Joy burst across Violet's face. Her hips humped back. The table rocked as she undulated, the legs squeaking as they shifted on the hardwood floors. April licked faster, louder. Her fingers dug into Violet's butt-cheeks as she devoured the schoolgirl's cunt.

Violet's face twitched. She moaned and gasped, her hands scratching at the table. She arched her back, pigtails dancing about her head. And then she let out a low, long moan as she came. She spasmed on the table, April licking, teasing, driving her wild.

"Shit, that's hot," I groaned. "Cum all over her mouth. Drench her, slut."

"Yes, Master!" gasped Violet, her eyes squeezed shut.

"Fuck," I grunted. I slid my cock almost all the way out of Lillian's mouth. I held just the tip in her mouth. She sucked hard, eager. "You know what's coming, don't you, whore?"

Lillian smiled as she sucked, her eyes knowing.

"Damn, I love my sluts." My head tossed back. My body tensed. I gripped her black hair, holding her in place.

And came in her mouth.

Hot cum pulsed out of me. Thick, strong blasts. My seed splattered into her hungry mouth. The cum filled her. She swallowed, gulping down my jizz with greedy moans. The pleasure shuddered through me.

"Yes, yes, drink it all down but the final mouthful, whore. You have to share it."

"With me?" gasped Violet.

"Yes," I grunted as the final squirt of cum erupted into Lillian's mouth, the pleasure roaring through me.

And then dying.

"Go," I snarled. "Share it with her. April, get over here."

Lillian's mouth popped off my dick. She kept her lips sealed tight as she scurried around the table. April hopped to her feet, her cute face stained with Violet's juices. I pulled her to me, kissing her hard, savoring Violet's innocent musk. Spicy and delicious.

"Oh, yes," Violet cooed right before I heard her kiss Lillian, tasting my cum.

I broke the kiss with April. "Mmm, you made her cum hard."

"I did, Master," she beamed, licking her lips. "She tastes the best."

"As good as Mary?"

April's eyes widened behind her eyes. "No woman tastes as good as Mistress. Violet's second best."

"Good slut." I gave her another kiss, my dick throbbing hot. Because of my wish to the Devil, I could cum as much as I wanted.

And I was eager to cum more. I had to savor my pleasure.

I pushed April away. She smiled. "Master, I love how muscular you are now. You became even sexier."

I grinned at her and ripped off my t-shirt as I walked to Violet. She was engaged in a tongue-wrestling contest with Lillian, both bent over opposite ends of the table. As I walked, my jeans fell down to my ankles. I kicked them off along with my boxers.

"Damn, Master," Lillian gasped, lifting her face. "You are such a stud. How did that happen?" Her eyes widened. "Because you're a god?"

"I'm not a god," I laughed. "But you are never to tell anyone outside of our inner circle that."

"Of course not, sir. But... how?"

"My mom gave him her Gift," Mary moaned, her voice strained. I could hear the slap of flesh as Alison fucked my naughty filly. "Turned out, she was Sister Theodore."

"Right," Lillian nodded. "I remember that from yesterday. Antsy was pissed. But how did that give you such yummy muscles?"

I reached Violet, rubbing my dick against her wet cunt. "She gave me her Gift."

"You're a nun?" gasped Violet.

"A monk," I answered. And a Shaman. At least that was what the angel Azazel had called me in my dream last night. A Priest and a Warlock mixed, with the powers of Heaven and Hell. She offered to teach me to use my heavenly powers.

I told her to fuck off.

The nuns had caused me too much grief. Their side was sick, claiming to be good. But they had used my sluts as pawns. They killed Chasity and six of my bodyguards. I never hurt anyone. Everyone enjoyed it when I fucked them hard.

I made sure of it.

Korina still was recovering from our first nun attack, shot in the shoulder when she was under Sister Louise's control. That nun served us, too. My stomach constricted. I had to give Karen to Lilith temporarily. The demon had knocked up Karen with a girl-dick, and she wanted the rapidly growing child inside my nun.

Nothing I could do about it. If I didn't give her Karen, Lilith wouldn't have healed me and we all would have died, Karen included. And the demon promised to return her back unharmed.

I hoped there wasn't a way for that bitch to wiggle out of her words. Demons were dangerous that way.

"So you became a monk and got all muscly?" Violet asked, humping back against me as I rubbed my cock on her pussy.

"Uh-huh," I groaned.

"Turned him into a sexy hunk," Mary moaned. "Oh, yes, Alison, ram that dildo into my cunt. Make me cum."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Please use my cunt, Master," Violet moaned. "Use me. Fuck me. Satiate yourself in me, Master. I love you."

And she did. She chose to stay. She wanted this. Her smile, beaming across her face, was so sweet. "I love you, too, slut."

I thrust into her hot, tight cunt. I groaned, my back arching. I savored the heat of her flesh wrapped about me. So wet and tight. I buried into her in a single thrust, my balls smacking into her. The table creaked.

Lillian rose on her elbows, a huge grin on her face. April moved behind her, kneeling down, eager to lick another slut to orgasm. I stared at my goth slut as I pounded Violet's tight cunt, grinning at Lillian as she stared dreamily at my muscles.

"Oh, April, yes, make me cum as I watch Master plow Violet. He is such a hunk."

"Yes," Violet gasped, her small body squirming on the table as I reamed her. "He is. Yes, yes, yes, use me, Master. Dump your cum in me. I love the feel of your cock."

"It is the best cock," Lillian purred. "I fucked this guy name Spike last night, but his dick couldn't compare. Even if it was pierced."

"Wow," Violet groaned. "I bet you've fucked sooooo many cocks. I've only had Master's. And Mistress's that one time."

I groaned, trying not to think about Mary having a cock. It was a price Lilith charged her to save me--an hour with a cock. Lilith expected Mary to choose the cock over me after fucking every slut in the house.

Lilith was wrong. My filly loved me. And I loved her.

I threw a look over my shoulder, smiling at Mary as she writhed. Her fiery hair draped over Desiree's thighs and belly, her face buried into the Latina slut's cunt. Mary's plump ass rippled every time Alison thrust.

I loved Mary so much. She was my life. I was so glad we could share our sluts and other women together. We were better than all the humans. Special. We had powers. We would make the world a better place and claim the best women for our own uses.

We deserved it.

"Yes, yes, yes, Master," gasped Violet. "Oh, yes. Your cock..."

"I think she's about to pop," Lillian moaned, her voice throaty with pleasure, April lapping away.

I turned back to Violet, her pigtails dancing as she tossed her head. She moaned and gasped. They were so cute, so youthful. I groaned, driving my dick so deep into her juicy cunt, savoring the heat of her flesh embracing my dick.

"Do it, whore. Cum on my dick. Explode. Let me feel you spasm about my cock. Let me feel that hot, tight pussy massage me and drive me wild."

"Yes, Master," she gasped and came.

The schoolgirl's velvety cunt spasmed about my dick. The hot depths milked my cock. She wanted my cum. She wanted me to breed her if she wasn't already pregnant. Korina was. I bet more of the sluts were, too.

I wanted them all to be pregnant. Including Mary.

"Fuck," I snarled. The vision of my entire harem of sluts bowing flashed in my mind. They were all pregnant, bellies round, breasts swollen. Mary was at my side, her hands holding her swollen, naked belly, a radiant smile on her lips.

My dick ached. My balls throbbed.

My cum erupted into Violet's hot cunt. I trembled as the pleasure rushed through me. Rapture bathed my mind as I pumped load after load of my spunk into her fertile depths. I drew back and thrust a final time, her pussy so tight, gripping me.

"Did I please you, Master?" Violet's lip trembled as she looked back at me.

"Every time," I told her. "You've pleased me since I claimed you in the elevator."

Her innocent smile could have illuminated the entire world.

Violet Matheson

"Oh, April, yes, lick out all of Master's cum," I moaned as I lay on my back on the table, April's bushy hair between my thighs.

I buzzed, and not just from my orgasm Master loved me. He didn't send me away. He wanted to keep me. Me. He could have any woman in the world. But he chose me as one of them. He even loved me.

I didn't have to go back to Mother and the light. I could be happy here. I was happy here. Being a slut was so freeing. I just had to worry about pleasing Master and Mistress. I had no other concerns in the world.

"Yes, that's it," I purred. "Lick my pussy. Mmm, yes. Lap your tongue right through my folds. Oh, I love it. I'm going to cum so hard on your mouth. Gather up all of Master's cum. You have to clean it all up."

"Because I'm a good slut," April beamed, her glasses flashing as she nuzzled at my pussy.

"You are."

I smiled at her as she probed her tongue into my pussy. She licked it through my folds, teasing me, driving me wild. I trembled and humped against her. My eyes rolled back into my head. I squeezed my nipples, savoring every lick and nuzzle. She was wonderful. Amazing

"Oh, yes, you're good. Oh, wow. Oh, I love it. Just keep licking, nuzzling. Devour me. Oh, wow. Oh, yes."

I shuddered as her tongue swirled through my depths. Her nose pressed right into my clit as she licked. She was so good. So wonderful. I loved staring at her blue eyes behind her glasses. They sparkled with such joy, such zest.

My toes curled as she gathered more of Master's cum out of my depths. He was in the living room now. I heard Korina gasp and moan her delight as he fucked her. Lillian was in there, too, begging Mistress to fuck her harder and harder.

We should be in there, too, but we were so caught up in April nuzzling at my pussy, we missed everyone leaving. But she felt too amazing. I didn't want her to stop. I wanted to gasp and cum on her lips, my heart beating faster and faster.

"Yes, yes, yes, you're so good, April. Such a good slut. I'm going to cum."

April lifted her lips, stained with my cream. "Do it. I love drinking your spicy juices."

She buried her lips back into my pussy, nuzzling at my folds. She teased me. She took long licks, flicking from my taint to my clit. I loved that. It made me tremble each time. My heart fluttered for joy as her tongue caressed me.

I groaned her name, my pussy clenching, another wonderful orgasm building so fast in my depths. She ate my pussy with a gusto Summer always lacked. My first lover, Summer, had been so hesitant when she first went down on me.

Just like I was when it was my turn, frightened of eating her pussy.

But we had so much fun. April was so much like her, just as enthusiastic about devouring my pussy as Summer but also more skilled. I smiled, staring at her eyes, humping, groaning. The pressure in my pussy swelled as her tongue found my clit, circling it.

I shuddered, my thighs tightening. My orgasm threatened to spill through me. "Yes, April," I groaned. "I'm so close."

"Then cum," she purred between licks.

My hands shot down, seizing April's bushy, brown hair. I squeezed it tight, my thighs spasming. I bumped against the frames of her glasses as she feasted on my cunt, driving me wild with her wonderful tongue. My heart raced. My hips bucked.

I came.

I moaned out my wordless pleasure as my pussy spasmed. The sweet release washed through me, mighty waves splashing rapture against my mind. I loved it. I grew dizzy with delight as April's tongue kept licking and nuzzling my pussy, prolonging my bliss. My toes curled and my fingers dug into her hair as I spasmed, holding her tight.

She brought me to a wonderful peak, a moment of perfect rapture. I hung there for a heartbeat that lasted an eternity. Rapture, ecstasy, bliss. All held me aloft in sensuous fingers. And then they let me fall, to drift back down like a leaf on a loving, gentle breeze. I spasmed a final time, humping against my friend's licks.

"Oh, that was wonderful, April," I moaned.

She beamed as she crawled up me. She was over me, lips sticky with my juices. She was so cute and beautiful. My heart beat. So much like Summer. And April was so kind to me last night, comforting me when I panicked. When I feared Master didn't want me any longer.

And when she kissed me, I moaned in delight. It was a wonderful kiss. So soft and loving. I held her, trembling, sharing this wonderful pleasure with her. This intimate moment. I felt her shiver atop me, savoring our passion

Our kiss deepened into something wonderful.

The Goddess shared her pleasure with her Holy Sluts. They licked Her divine pussy and drank all Her fluids with joy beating in their hearts

--The Gospel of April 33:7

Lillian Franks

"Scissor with her," Mistress hissed to me as she settled her dripping, cum-filled pussy on my face.

Master had just fucked her. He now rammed his dick into Desiree's ass while Alison fucked the Latina's cunt with her strap-on. I savored the treat before me. I got to lick Master's cum out of Mistress's pussy.

This is why I stayed as a slut. For this wonderful debauchery. Slave to the two most powerful people in the world. Fiona, Thamina, and Noel were all dumb cunts for abandoning this. Even Willow and Sam were fools for not staying as sluts.

But at least they stayed as servants. They would be around to fuck and love.

"Do it, Korina. Grind your hot cunt against Lillian's while I writhe on her mouth," commanded Mistress.

"Yes," I moaned right before Mistress settled her hot cunt on my mouth.

As Master's cum poured out of her snatch into my hungry mouth, I felt Korina move into position. I couldn't see her, but I could feel her thighs as they slid against mine, moving our pussies closer and closer. I shivered, anticipating that wonderful moment when our cunts kissed.

I moaned into Mistress's cunt, licking through her folds, as Korina pressed her snatch into mine. She undulated, working her hot folds against me. I shuddered, licking faster, delighting in the wicked gasps Mistress made as I feasted on her cunt.

Her sweet, spicy pussy mixed with Master's salty treat. I was such a lucky slut.

"Oh, that's nice," cooed Korina. "I'm so glad I'm getting better. I missed having sex with everyone, Mistress."

"Uh-huh," Mistress moaned. "Mmm, we missed you, too. Now grind that pregnant snatch on Lillian's cunt. Make her squeal into my pussy."

"Yes, Mistress."

Korina was the first slut, and I was sure she wouldn't be the last, who had conceived Master's child. I savored the hot, bare feel of her pussy rubbing on mine, our clits brushing as Korina undulated her hips, grinding on me.

It was wonderful. I moaned and sighed into Mistress's cunt, licking through her folds, desiring to please her with my tongue. My lip piercings rubbed into her labia. I breathed in her musk. I made her gasp and shudder.

My tongue licked from her clit through her folds, gathering her juices, then I probed her hole. I swirled around, reaching in as deep as I could to find more of Master's jizz. It leaked out of her depths, pouring into my mouth I gulped it down while my toes curled.

Korina's hot cunt built the pleasure in my depths.

"Oh, yes, that's it," moaned Mistress. "Mmm, you are driving her wild, Korina. Grind that pregnant cunt on her pussy. I can't wait until you're big and round, Korina. That belly swollen with Mark's kid. You will be so hot. So sexy."

"I will be, Mistress," Korina moaned, her hips moving faster, grinding her wet flesh against mine.

I loved it. I moaned and gasped into Mistress's pussy, letting her know Korina pleased me. The pleasure raced through me. Wonderful, shuddering waves that compelled my tongue to lick faster and faster through Mistress's pussy, to dance along her folds and drive her wild.

She moaned, gasping, grinding, working her cunt up and down my hungry mouth. Her clit brushed my lips. Her thighs squeezed about my shoulders. Her hands seized my breasts, squeezing, fingernails biting into my flesh.

"That's it. Lick my cunt," moaned Mistress. "You're just a whore. A slut. You live to please me."

"You and Master," I moaned into her flesh. This was so hot. They controlled me. I was under their power, my free will surrendered to them.

And they rewarded me with delight. They made me ache with pleasure. I gasped and shuddered, humping back against Korina's pussy, the pleasure swelling in my depths. Her hot cunt massaged my clit. My hands squeezed Mistress's thighs.

She pinched my nipples, pulling hard on them. She abused my nubs, the pain flaring with the pleasure. I moaned so loudly into her cunt, thrusting my tongue deep into her depths. She rode it like a cock, rocking on me, her juices dripping across my face as she gasped and moaned.

"That's it, whore. Oh, yes, lick your Mistress. Please me. Make me explode. Oh, I love it. You're just a filthy slut. My whore. My lesbian slave."

"She is, Mistress," Korina moaned. "Oh, yes, I love grinding my pussy on hers."

"Are you going to cum, whore?" moaned Mistress.

"So hard. Let me cum on her pussy, Mistress."

"Yes," Mistress moaned and then she shuddered. "Let's cum on her together."

Her pussy squirted juices as she moaned her pleasure. Spicy, sweet musk rained upon me. I drank it down, more cream flooding past my mouth and flowing down my cheeks to my hair. I savored the flood. I shuddered, joyful that I made my Mistress cum.

A moment later, Korina gasped. She shuddered, grinding our clits so hard together, driving me closer and closer to my own orgasm. Her cunt grew so hot, so juicy as her orgasm burst through her. She moaned and gasped.

"Oh, that was delicious," Mistress moaned. "Ooh, yes. I have to use your dirty mouth. You'll do anything; won't you, whore?"

"Anything," I moaned.

And then the urine splashed against my tonsils. Mistress peed. I shuddered, the salty, acrid liquid filling my mouth. I gulped it down, my pussy clenching at the humiliating act. I was her toilet She shuddered atop me, her piss splashing hot into my mouth.

I came.

It was so hot to submit. To do any filthy act for my Mistress. As I gulped down her piss, my pussy exploded. My juices flooded of my cunt, splashing against Korina's flesh as Mistress groaned atop me, forcing out every drop of her piss into my hungry mouth.

I swallowed the last mouthful, pleasure buzzing through my mind. I was a slut. A filthy, disgusting whore. Their whore.

And I was never happier.

Mary Sullivan

It was so wonderful to piss into a slut's mouth. It felt like forever since I used one as a toilet. When I finished, I stood up, yellow urine trickling down Lillian's chin, joining my pussy juices. Without being told, Korina leaned over and licked at Lillian, gathering my piss.

"Such a good pee slut," I told Korina, patting her head.

Mark plowed Desiree's ass while she rode Alison's strap-on. April and Violet formed a daisy chain with Jessica, the three devouring each other's pussies with gusto. I smiled, loving the sight of the debauchery.

It was wonderful that seven still wanted to be our sluts. Yes, Dr. Willow and Sam would still be around, still open to have fun, but they wouldn't be serving us in the same way as the sluts. And I hoped Fiona, Thamina, and Noel would be happy. Letting them go was the right thing to do. I should have insisted weeks ago, but I was too caught up in the thrill of the power to make someone do whatever you wanted.

Maybe one day they would realize what they were missing and return to us. After Mark and I had transformed the world. We would free it from its darker impulses, show everyone that love was the most important thing in all the ways it could be expressed between adults.

No barriers. No taboos. Just acceptance of who people truly were.

It would be wonderful.

I moved to the door. As much fun as it was with the sluts, I wanted to see Mom and Dad. I hoped their reunion was going great. I hoped they were happy again. I had hated Mom for so long, and now it all seemed so pointless.

I slipped out of the house naked, the sun shining. A pair of bodyguards, bandaged up from the firefight, leaned on their patrol car parked before the house. They both straightened up, tits about to fall out of their low-cut blouses, legs gorgeous.

They needed magical protection. I had to remember to talk to Sam about engineering something for them.

"Ma'am," they both nodded at me.

I smiled back. We also had to release the bodyguard, but only once we held fresh tryouts, recruiting women who would be willing servants. And I had a feeling there would be plenty of women who were willing to serve us now. Mark's healing went viral, and now there were worshipers having an orgy on the street corner. I could hear them, their music playing, their passionate moans singing.

At first I thought it was a mistake to let them worship us. We weren't gods. We had powers, sure, but anyone who was willing to pay the price could have them. Then I had stepped out of the car and heard all those people chanting my name. I shivered. It was so intoxicating. I could feel the love of a hundred people. I bit my lip as I remembered what I felt this morning. And it wasn't like we ordered them to worship us. Mark and I never said we were Gods. We just didn't correct them.

And if it made those people happy to worship us, maybe it wasn't right to take that away from them.

Part of me wanted to walk among them and hear them call me a goddess again. That was intoxicating. Instead, I put those thoughts away as I walked down Mountain View Court, wearing only a pair of flip-flops. I reached my parents' house. They lived three houses down from Mark and me. This used to be the Gomez house, I think, before Mark made them sell their home and move. I pushed open the door and walked in.

"Hello," I called as I wandered around the house.

Where was everyone? Missy and Damien lived here, along with their two sex slaves and Felicity, Dad's sex slave.

"Missy? Mom?"

The sounds of splashing led me to the back of the house. I peered out a sliding glass door onto the backyard. Missy, Damien, and their sex slaves were splashing around in the pool, naked, their breasts glistening with beading water. Missy looked so young naked, her eighteen-year-old body petite, breasts small buds. They were playing Marco Polo, I realized, with Damien blindfolded, trying to find the girls.

"Marco!" he yelled.

"Polo!" the girls yelled back, splashing away from him as he lunged. He caught Dawn, Missy's sex slave, by the foot and dragged the laughing blonde to him. She hugged Damien and kissed him, wrapping her legs about his waist. Damien pressed her against the pool, the water splashing about him. It was obvious he was fucking her.

I guess that was the reward for winning.

I opened the door and called out, "Missy, where's Mom and Dad?"

Missy swam to the side of the pool, her small breasts just visible above the lip of the pool, water beading on her tits. "Upstairs," she said, rolling her eyes. "They've been up there most of the day. I played with them yesterday, but they are so caught up with each other."

I smiled. "That sounds great."

"It was at first. But they also like to talk and kiss and cuddle. And they're our parents." She made a face. "There's something... weird about it."

"And hot?"

She gave me a mischievous grin. "Licking Daddy's cum out of the very pussy that birthed me was soooo hot. Have fun."

"You, too," I said with a grin.

Dawn moaned like a banshee as Damien fucked her. Their version of Marco Polo was far better than any I had played growing up.

I closed the door and walked upstairs. The first door was open, the bed rumbled, reeking of sex. On the floor was a large air mattress with bedding on it. This had all the earmarks of Missy and Damien's room. The next bedroom was also open, but empty. The last was closed. I smiled, listening, trying to hear anything.

I didn't.

I took a deep breath and knocked on my parent's door. The people outside the neighborhood might think I was a goddess, but that didn't mean I could barge in on my parents. I had manners.

"Come in," a lazy voice said.

I opened the door onto the master bedroom. It reeked of sex. I savored the scent as I moved in and spied the bed. Mom and Dad were cuddling on it, looking so sweet. My dad had a huge smile on his lips as he glanced up at me, and Mom was flushed and beaming, her blonde hair draped across Dad's chest.

"I see you two are getting along," I said archly, trying to hide the emotion rippling through me. We were a family again.

Mom's face grew more red. "We had a lot of time to make up."

"What can we do for you, Mary?" Dad asked.

"I need to bind Mom," I answered. I swallowed. "But, Mom, I need to ask you a question."

"Sure," she smiled.

"Do the names Chantelle or Lana mean anything to you?"

My mom frowned then shook her head. "No, why?"

I sighed. So it wasn't Mom that made Chantelle and Lana vanish. Our two sluts had been missing for a while. Mark and I last saw them the night he proposed to me. Then they were off on a two-week-long honeymoon.

Only, they never returned. No trace of them had been found. Part of me hoped Mom had gotten to them.

"It's nothing," I said walking towards them. I put on a smile. I was here to reconnect with my family.

Dad grinned and patted the bed next to him as I stopped before it. I climbed on, pressing my naked body against Dad and kissing him on the lips. Mom reached out and, without any hesitation, touched my breast. Her finger ran gently along the slope up to my hard nipple. I shivered in pleasure as her finger grazed the dusky nub. I broke the kiss with Dad, leaned over his body, and kissed my mom on the lips.

It was wonderful, kissing first Dad then Mom. My parents.

"So, binding, what is that?" Mom asked, licking her lips. "I presume it involves sex."

"Yes," I grinned and gave her an impish smile. I felt so girlish right now. "I need to fuck Dad for the Zimmah ritual, Mom. It'll protect you from nuns and other forms of domination. And then we can have fun."

"This isn't the family reunion I thought it would be." She licked her lips, lust in her eyes. "Well, Missy already had her way with us."

"She can be persistent, the little minx," Dad laughed.

"Yes, she can," I purred, reaching out to grasp my mom's perky boob. Mom had a cup size on me, and I was a little jealous. I tweaked her nipple and said with a grin, "Plus, incest is fun."

Mom laughed as I played with her nipple, a naughty twinkle in her blue eyes. "I am learning that it is."

Then Mom leaned over and kissed me back, her lips soft and gentle. I tilted my head and let her tongue slip into my mouth. I felt Mom's hand on my breast again, squeezing me and rubbing my nipple, sending wicked shudders through me. It was so thrilling kissing over Dad.

"That was hot," Dad moaned as we broke the kiss.

Mom laughed.

I slid my hands beneath the cover to find him hard, his cock sticky. "Did you just fuck Mom?"

"Yes," Dad smiled proudly. "A couple of times. We're like teenagers again."

"Well, one of you is a teenager again," I laughed. The benefit of the Gift made the recipient young and beautiful or, in the case of a man, young and ripped. I was enjoying the new Mark. I loved Mark when he was flabby, but he was yummy with all his muscles. And even though Mom wasn't a nun any longer, she kept the youth and beauty, like Karen had, when she lost her powers. So she looked eighteen.

Which made my mother look a few years younger than me. That was weird.

I pushed the covers back, exposing Dad's hard dick rising out of the forest of red hair. I moved down his body, licking my lips. I was eager to taste Mom on him. I nuzzled at his shaft and licked, tasting my mom's spicy flavor. It was similar to my flavor, but without the sweetness.

"Oh, yes, Mary," Dad moaned in appreciation as my tongue reached the top.

"Dirty old man," Mom said with a fond laugh. And then she scooted down the bed. "And you... That's your father's cock you're sucking."

"I know," I purred. "And it's covered in your juices."

Mom leaned in and licked up his dick, joining me at his crown. Our tongues flicked around the tip, caressing him, bringing moans from his lip. Our tongues and lips brushed. It was so hot. And then we were kissing around Dad's cock, his precum bubbling into our mouths, making the incestuous kiss even more exciting.

It was so hot. My hand touched Mom's, gripping. Our fingers curled as we moaned. Our lips broke apart, our tongues licking at his crown again, swiping across the precum leaking out. We teased him.

"Oh, fuck, that's amazing," Dad moaned. "My hot wife and hot daughter are sucking my cock! I'm so damned lucky."

"Yes, you are," Mom purred. "How many other wives would let you fuck two of your daughters?"

"Three," Dad groaned. "Me and Shannon, too."

"I shouldn't be surprised." Mom learned down and licked Dad's nuts. "I always loved to lick his balls. I never told him that, otherwise he would be begging me for blowjobs night and day."

I laughed. "I had no idea. I guess I was too young to even know about sex when you left."

She gave me a sad smile. I shouldn't talked about the past. So instead, I kissed Mom hard, savoring her hot lips, my hand tightening on her. Dad groaned, his dick throbbing. I broke the kiss and licked at it again, rising to the top and sucking on it.

He groaned as my mouth latched about his dick. I sucked hard, my tongue swirling, teasing, driving him wild because I was a naughty daughter. I savored my dad's cock throbbing in my mouth as Mom nuzzled at his balls.

"Damn," he groaned. "Oh, this is so hot. So taboo."

I moaned my agreement, sucking hard, my tongue swirling. I shuddered, my pussy so wet and juicy for this forbidden cock. I loved fucking Dad. I gave him one last suck, my cheeks hollowing, and then popped off my lips.

"Mmm, Dad, you feel ready," I panted, sitting up. "Sit on Dad's face, Mom, while I sit on his cock."

"What a wicked daughter," laughed Mom.

"So wicked," I purred as I straddled Dad. His eyes were on me, lust shining in them as he stared at my naked body. The cock that fertilized my Mom.

Mom moved her youthful body, blonde hair and round tits bouncing as she straddled Dad's face. Dad grasped her hips and pulled her down, eager to eat her pussy. The pleasure crashed through her face as Dad licked through her snatch, teasing her, worshiping her.

"Oh, Mary, your father is an amazing pussy licker," Mom said.

"I know," I giggled. "I'm glad you taught him well."

"Oh, he was a natural." She reached out, taking Dad's cock from me. "Let me give you a hand, honey."

It was hot watching Mom guide Dad's cock to my pussy. The crown rubbed on my hot snatch. I savored the incestuous joining of our flesh. I slid my cunt down slowly, bringing a low groan from Dad's lips as he nuzzled at Mom's pussy. Mom's hand brushed my labia, her fingers stroking my clit as I impaled myself on Dad's throbbing cock.

I groaned, savoring my tight cunt wrapped about the taboo shaft. I moaned, leaning forward, staring into my mom's blue eyes. They were so gorgeous. A grin spread across her face, dimples appearing in her cheeks.

And it was almost like staring at a mirror. If I were a blonde, we would look like sisters.

I leaned in and kissed the blonde version of myself. Our tongues caressed each other, the both of us moaning, savoring Dad's tongue and cock. I slid up and down on him, Mom diddling my clit, my hands finding her round breasts, squeezing them.

Mom broke the kiss, "Oh, Sean, this is so hot. Our daughter is beautiful. Amazing."

"I made a wish, Mom," I giggled. "It's part of my Pact."​