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Stud Conquerors the World Book Eight: the Demon Milf's Dark Plan

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Chapter 15

Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 15 - Ashtaroth, impersonating Zach's thought form, guides the young man to her own dark ends.

Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/ft   Ma/ft   mt/Fa   Fa/Fa   ft/ft   Fa/ft   Mind Control   Magic   Cheating   Cuckold   Slut Wife   Wimp Husband   Incest   Mother   Son   Brother   Sister   Daughter   BDSM   DomSub   MaleDom   FemaleDom   Light Bond   Spanking   Harem   Orgy   Anal Sex   Analingus   Cream Pie   Double Penetration   Exhibitionism   First   Facial   Lactation   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Sex Toys   Tit-Fucking   Voyeurism   Big Breasts  

Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

I lead my twin sister downstairs to perform the ritual, Moira bouncing with excitement. I reached the bottom and entered the dungeon. All the sex toys and bondage still hung on the walls, but the mats that had been spread over the floor were missing.

They were piled up into a corner so that the cement floor was bare. In it, was the gold magical circle I had created. Moira gasped in shock. She rushed to it, her dyed-purple hair swaying around her shoulders. She ran her bare foot over it and shivered.

“You’ve sanctified this with a goddess?” she asked in surprise, turning to look at me.

I had.

Nisha nodded.

“Yeah,” I said.

“Well then,” said Moira. “I assume we have to fuck.”

“I have to fill you with cum,” I said, following Nisha’s instructions. Things had been going so well since I just stopped questioning her advice and followed her ideas.

It was why I created Nisha. She was to come up with ideas that I hadn’t thought about. She had allowed me to collect my women and now this ritual. It was strange she hadn’t given me a ritual in a while. Real strange, but I suppose that was just how things worked out.

She sank to her knees in the middle of the pentagram. Her legs spread wide as she leaned back, sitting on her rump. She laid down on her back, her pussy dripping with excitement. She massaged her small breasts.

“Let’s do it, big bro!” she squealed.

I smiled at my little sister, eager to bury into her. I wanted to fuck her so badly. I ached to bury into her flesh and help to power this magical circle. I dropped to my knees, my cock bobbing before me. I would fuck her hard. Just pound her snatch hard.

She licked her lips as I nuzzled my cock into her cunt, savoring her silky folds. She groaned as I pushed into her cunt. I slid into her twat. She felt so amazing around me. It was just incredible to have her engulfing me. It was always amazing to slide into hot pussy.

Just amazing.

“That’s what I love,” groaned Moira. “My big brother’s dick in my bred pussy.”

“Mmm, so bred,” cooed Nisha, a hungry gleam in her eyes.

I drew back my cock, Moira’s thighs wrapping around my waist. Her pussy felt so good around my cock. I groaned, fucking her hard. I loved the way she massaged me. I thrust into her snatch, burying deep and hard into her pussy. She massaged me with her silky twat.

My nuts slapped into her flesh. It was a glorious treat to fuck her like that. I pounded her hard and fast, savoring the way she felt about me. I was just in heaven here. I groaned with each thrust into her twat, pounding her with force.

She was spectacular. She massaged me with every inch of that hot flesh. I groaned as I fucked her hard and fast. I plowed into her again and again. She held me with such a wonderful cunt. I groaned, burying into her with all that I had.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned. “Ooh, fuck my pregnant twat!”

I pounded her bred pussy. I loved the way she gripped me. Her twat felt amazing around my cock. I groaned with each plunge into her twat. It was incredible to fuck my sister’s pussy. This ritual would give me more power.

Nisha watched, her eyes burning hot. I groaned, fucking into my little sister’s cunt. I pounded her with fore. It was so good to fuck her like that. I enjoyed that hot flesh. I fucked her so hard. I enjoyed that wonderful cunt gripping me.

I fucked her so hard. I slammed into her twat. I fucked her with all that I had. It was just incredible to bury my sister’s snatch. I slammed into her cunt with force. I loved the feel of her around me. She gripped my cock with her silky snatch.

“Make her squeal on that cock,” purred Nisha.

“Yes,” I growled, fucking that slut hard. I buried into her twat again and again. I fucked her with force. It was just so good to hammer her. I loved it so much. I fucked her with all that I had. It was a wonderful moment. I groaned, fucking her hard and fast. I slammed into her snatch with force. She gasped out as I did that.

“Shit, yes!” I growled. “Oh, shit, that’s good.”

My sister moaned out in delight as her pussy brought me closer and closer to cumming. I would flood her twat with my jizz. I could not wait to fill her cunt with my spunk. I would flood her with every last drop of cum that I had.

The power hummed through the magic circle. I fucked her hard on it, aching to spill my load into her twat. I slammed into her flesh. She squeezed her cunt down on me. She held me tight as I fucked her with all that I had.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned, my hands roaming over her pregnant belly. “That’s so good. I love my big brother’s cock fucking me!”

“I bet you do,” I growled. “Just a little slut for my dick!”

“I’m a petite and cute slut for your dick, big brother!” she gasped, her pussy clamping down on my rod. “Yes!”

Her cunt writhed around my cock. I groaned, savoring that wonderful heat. It was so incredible to have her writhing around me. It was incredible to fuck into her snatch. I pounded her hard and fast. I slammed into her hot flesh as I enjoyed her twat writhing around me.

I buried to the hilt in her and grunted, “Fuck!”

I erupted.

The circle hummed.

My cum spurted into her pussy as her twat writhed around me. The pleasure shot through me. It was incredible to have all that ecstasy rushing through my body. She whimpered, her pussy milking my cock as the words rose in my mind.

Nisha leaned over and whispered in my ear.

“Goddess of Fertility and War, Queen of the Sacred Pole, bless this vessel to give me power to rule!” I repeated as I pumped the cum into her snatch.

I flooded her with my spunk and power. Moira gasped, her cunt writhing around my cock. “What?” Her eyes widened as I savored the pleasure shooting through me. “Wait, wait, big brother! That’s a prayer to Ashtaroth!”

I froze, my nuts unloading into my twin sister’s cunt, her pussy milking me.

Nisha shook her head. “She’s mistaken. You must finish the right. Hurry.” Nisha trembled in delight as she stroked my cheek. “Complete the ritual and make me a sacrifice.”

I was shocked by that. “Sacrifice?”

She arched an eyebrow as if she was surprised I would question her. “Only of the baby. Offer me your unborn son. Sacrifice him to me, and you shall have the power to rule this world.”

“Big brother?” whispered Moira, her pussy spasming around my cock one last time. “This is wrong.”

“This is how power is achieved,” Nisha said, her words sounding so...

Right.

So correct.

I had agreed to listen to Nisha, so why would I ever question her?


Susannah Augustine

I was so tired after having fun with Zach and Sable and Moira. Those two were heading downstairs for one of their sacred rituals. Moira was a good witch. A priestess, really, who howled her brother. Wasn’t that nice of her?

I laid down on the couch, my boobs covered in clothespins. They hurt, but I was just so darn sleepy. I closed my eyes and fell into a warm darkness. I felt cradled there. A light blossomed. I shuddered in joy.

I felt this light resonating with energy rising from below as if the sacred rite my brother-husband conducted with our sister had conjured this light. It approached me. In the radiance, the shape of a woman appeared.

An angel.

“Nisha,” I said in delight as the busty angel stopped before me. I hadn’t seen her well during that vision months ago. “You’re here to speak with me?”

The angel’s mouth moved. She spoke animatedly.

I shook my head. “I can’t hear you.”

A look of frustration swept over her. Was the Devil stopping her from speaking? She studied me then smiled. She swooped closer to me and cupped my face. I smiled at her and melted into her lips. She had given me my first orgasm.

She had shown me that a deep, hidden desire to be with women was okay. So long as I did it with Zach, to please him and serve my husband, then I could have all the women I craved. I could be a lezzie-slave to my sexy Mistress.

I groaned into Nisha’s lips. Our mouths worked together. I trembled at the dizzying warmth that swept through me. This was such a glorious moment. She broke the kiss, her eyes burning so hot as she stared at me.

Her lips moved again.

“I’m sorry,” I said.

She nodded and pushed down my body. Her hands squeezed my tits. I didn’t have them covered in clothespins here. I shuddered as she kneaded them before she ducked her head down. She nuzzled between my thighs.

To my cunt full of Zach’s cum.

“Yes, yes, we have to deepen our connection,” I said. “That’s why you put me to sleep.”

The angel nodded, a desperate look in her eyes. Something was going on. She really needed to speak with me. I felt the darkness quiver. She looked down. It was the sacred rite. Something about it brought her here.

She licked at me with passion. I gasped as she stroked her tongue through my pussy folds. She found my pierced clit and batted my new adornment. I didn’t have that before. I groaned in delight as she feasted on me with passion.

“Ooh, lick all that cum out of my pussy!” I moaned, squeezing my thighs around her head. She had black hair, I realized. And a dusky face. She was Middle Eastern.

Of course, she was Jewish being an angel. That made sense.

She stroked her tongue through my folds. She lapped at me with such delight. It was so good to have her feasting on me like that. I shivered through all that delight. It was so good to have her feasting on me with such passion. I groaned, her tongue stroking through my folds.

I gasped in delight, my back arching as she did that. She lapped up all the cum that spilled out of my pussy. She stroked through my folds, caressing me. She drove me wild with her licking. Her lapping. She knew what she was doing. She had such a wonderful skill at feasting on me. I groaned at the heat of this moment.

Her tongue thrust into my pussy.

“Oh, yes, yes, Nisha!” I moaned, my thighs gripping the angel’s wonderful head. “Feast on me. Lick me clean of my big brother’s cum. You have to devour every bit of his cum out of me, don’t you?”

She moaned into my cunt, her tongue dancing around in me. It was so good to feel her doing that to me. I groaned, my head tossing from side to side as she did that. It was just an awesome moment. She scooped his spunk out of me.

“Feast on my brother husband’s jizz in me,” I moaned. “Oh, lick it all out of me. That’s so good. You’re just driving me wild. I am going to cum!”

Nisha must be moaning. I mean, how could she not be groaning her enjoyment as she scooped out my husband’s taboo cum from my dripping cunt. It was just wonderful to have her feasting on me like that. I rose toward that wonderful moment when I would cum.

I would have a huge climax. It would be fantastic to have all that pleasure sweeping over me. I humped against her. I loved every last second of this heat. It was fabulous to have her tonguing me with such passion. I whimpered as she licked and lapped at me.

She flicked up to my clit again. She batted my new piercing.

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