Chapter 10: Moira Black

“We’ll use Artemis,” I told Sable as we drove from the mansion. “She’ll work best. Men are always pursuing her, but they never get to fuck her. You don’t want her fucking you, right?”

“No,” Sable said as she drove one of her family’s Mercedeses. The limo was too conspicuous. “And my mother’s here?”

“Because we need some sexy incest to power the magic,” I said. “D’oh. And I know you love making your mother eat your pussy. We’ll want that sort of submission in this ritual.”

Sable nodded as we followed a sheriff’s cop car. Deputies Petra Gonzalez and Nancy Rita rode in it. They were our escort. I hummed as we drove out there. It was a boring drive. I mean, we had to go down to Thurston County. I-5 sucked, of course, and we couldn’t attract attention by having the deputies use their lights and sirens.

The Washington State Patrol ruled the highways, and that was who we were working against.

I was glad when we finally made the exit. I was also excited. This was going to be an interesting day. Fuck, I was dripping with my need to see that we dominated this man. I hadn’t dominated a man since Daddy.

He was my little cuck now. Pity he wasn’t here. He was making the money we needed to fund our plans. We would need more, but that was for later. We drove through a suburb of Olympia until we came to the street.

We found a place to stage the cars. It wouldn’t do to make the target suspicious. We climbed out of the cars. Deputies Petra and Nancy were with us. They wore their uniforms, which consisted of green jumpsuits with their gear on over it. Where the State Troopers appeared very professional, the Sheriff Deputies appeared very utilitarian. The sort of cops that had to get in the grime day in and day out.

The five of us marched to the streets. I wore a trench coat to hide my corset that left my tits and pussy bare. My heeled boots clicked on the ground. Mom had a red sundress on with a wide-brimmed hat like she was out for a stroll. It was early August, the day growing sweltering. A heat wave had arrived.

Moira strolled in a black tank top with a glittering skull on the front, along with a black, silk shirt that ended in wispy tatters around her thighs. She wore boots and fishnet stockings, her cute goth look. She even had on the black lipstick and nail polish.

It was too much for me, but ... She was cute.

I hated that I loved her. Worse, everyone knew, especially Moira.

“Don’t I look so cute, Mrs. Newport?” Moira asked as she almost skipped around Mother. “Just adorable, Mistress,” said Mother. She was well trained slut. “Mmm, I can’t wait for you two to get married.”

I ground my teeth together. I needed to discipline my mother when this was over.

“How are we getting inside?” I asked Moira as we walked up to the porch. The neighborhood was quiet. It was a week day, and not a lot of people seemed to be home. “The place has a security system.”

“With the help of Janus,” she said, glancing at the ring camera. “Smile, we’re being watched.”

“Great,” I muttered.

Moira stopped on the porch. “Okay, I just need some of your pussy juices, Sable. So let’s just open this.”

She ripped open my trench coat, exposing my breasts and pussy to the ring camera. I glared at her as she cupped my pussy and thrust a pair of fingers into my cunt. I gasped at the intrusion, a shiver running through me.

“Nice and wet,” she said. “Just like I thought you’d be.” She held out her fingers, gleaming with my pussy cream. Then she drew on the door. It was hard to see what it was she drew. A strange symbol. “Janus the Two-Faced, God of Doors, grant us entry into this house. Defeat its securities and stratagems. Violate the portal and withdraw your protection.”

She slapped her hand against the door.

The light on the ring camera went out. The lock clicked.

“Thanks, Janus,” she said and opened the door. No alarm sounded. The security panel on the nearby wall was also dead. “See, isn’t this neat? Magic is so wonderful. I love being a witch.”

“It’s amazing,” Deputy Rita said. “We just have to use battering rams. It sucks bursting down a door.”

“That’s why you need to have someone as cute as me,” Moira said, turning about. “Aren’t I cute, Sable?”

“Let’s just begin,” I said.

“You don’t think I’m cute?” Moira asked. She fell back onto a couch, her skirt flaring up to flash her pussy. “I don’t know if I could go on. I’m just ... swooning here.”

I sighed. Fucking little brat. “You’re cute.”

“And adorable?”

I ground my teeth together and forced out through clenched teeth, “And adorable.”

She sprang up and darted to me. “Oh, Sable, you’re so wonderful. I love you!”

She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. She shuddered at the feel of her tongue on mine. A shiver ran through me as we made out. She was so insistent with it. Her kiss made me shiver. My cunt clenched as she danced her tongue around in my mouth.