Chapter 16

We all climbed into a caravan of vehicles now, dressed to the nines in our own fashion (except for a very naked Audrey, who wore only “fuck me” pumps) and freshened up for our trip. We had more in mind than shopping, of course. We wanted to test the boundaries of the new sexual ethics and prepare the way further for bringing humanity to heel. This was just the beginning of the new social order, one that would be dominated by myself. Under me would be Kara, my sister, cousin, colleague, and junior partner in this enterprise.

“Under you, huh? Ain’t that the truth?” Kara laughed in my head.

“Wait a second, can you hear my thoughts now?” I asked her.

“Sure, how do you think that you’re hearing me? You’re reading my mind, bro! Or listening to it, anyway. Guess that’s either my patron Goddess or your patron God at work. Well, they are also husband and wife, a real team, those two, just as we should be,” Kara laughed, “and in any case, I happen to love being ‘under you,’ in every possible sense of that phrase.”

“Which is flattering, given how much you enjoy power. Anyway, I’m pretty sure that you’re right about this being a new gift from our divine benefactors, either one or both of them. I wonder if we can hear anyone else thinking?” I replied to my sister, making her giggle a bit.

“Sure, I love power, but I fucking adore you! I didn’t even know that I had a big brother until recently, and he turned out to be my favorite cousin, of all people! I have no desire to control you, just lesser people, even if I love them as well. They’re just not our equals. And who knows if we can hear other folks. I guess that we’ll have to find out,” Kara told me with a loving kiss.

“Damn, sis ... you’re my sultry sister, no doubt about that!” I thought while we drew ever closer to the same store where Audrey’s bank was located.

It would be interesting to see them react to her being there on her day off ... in the nude. It would be even more interesting to see how people behaved around a tribe of half-naked priests, acolytes, and thralls engaging in sex acts in broad daylight. While Audrey sat on my lap, I could smell her growing wetness in response to the prospect of humping within sight of her employer, not to mention me adding said supervisor to my harem. Wait, was it a harem?

“You better believe that’s a harem ... and yours ... and it’s also a tribe, a family, a cult, and many other things, but one of the perks of the high priesthood is that your acolytes and thralls are in your harem ... though the harem also belongs to your sister, the high priestess. My own high priestess, sweet Kara! You chose very well,” Ashtaroth informed me as she sat on Kara’s lap for a second, appearing ex nihilo of all things.

“Our harem, devoted to you and your husband,” I acknowledged the shared nature of the harem.

“Indeed. Devoted to me and my wife,” Baal agreed as he kissed Kara, and then Ashtaroth ... and then me ... on the mouth, “the telepathy was her doing, my wife’s, but it sounded good to me, so I said ‘heck with it’ and rolled with the punches. Sometimes, I have good ideas, such as making the high priests immortal and ageless for once, and sometimes, she does, such as telepathy. It still comes and goes, but it’s why you knew such personal details about Audrey and Marilou. Soon, it will stay with you ... for good ... forever.”

“So, it’s going through a buffering phase, but it will soon play full-time,” I deduced.

“Precisely,” Ashtaroth told me with a sweet kiss to my lips.

She even inserted some tongue, just as Baal had with Kara ... and her ... and me.

“Damn, a French kiss from an ancient fertility Goddess. That could get to a guy’s head,” I teased her.

“I should hope so. I like it nice and swollen!” the Goddess winked at me.

She clearly meant my other head, the one south of my waist. Well, she was a fertility Goddess. They were bound to be a bit on the randy side. Just like her husband. Were they really tagging along, then?

“Sadly, no. We won’t be tagging along this time. We’re tempted, but we don’t want to steal your limelight. It’s your turn to shine and you need to get out of our shadow and get the ball rolling on this new world order of yours. Still, we had to give you a reminder that we love you and we’re looking out for your best interests. We’ve got your back,” Baal explained.

“And we will certainly want to be intimate with you again in the future, in case you forgot. It just has to be on our terms ... and our time. We have other work to do, at any rate. Especially now that our cult is growing and we have more powers ... we have some ... environmental cleanup, among other things, dealing with the mess that Jehovah left from his Cosmic reign of terror,” Ashtaroth elaborated a bit, if still remaining a bit cryptic.

“Well, who else can read our minds?” I wondered, turning just in time to realize that the Gods had vanished.

Damn, I cursed in my thoughts!

“Chill, baby. They’ll be back!” Mom told me, evidently reading my mind as well.

Well, that’s at least one of my thralls, and one of the most logical ones at that. She was my mother, after all, and practically had eyes in the back of her head at times. What a woman, I chuckled admiringly while seeing how lustful she was right then. She winked at me and blew me a kiss, clearly still privy to my thoughts and feelings while I enjoyed Audrey’s naked bottom against my groin.

“You really do enjoy this, don’t you, Master?” Audrey snickered as she turned to face me and slipped me a good amount of tongue, “and yes, I can read your thoughts ... and I’m pretty sure that you’ve already read mine more than you even realized. This will make it even easier to please you, Master.”

“Well, the first thing that you can do to please me is to go right up to Marilou, right in front of the entire bank ... and store, and kiss her passionately on the mouth ... with tongue. I want you to put her hands on your sweet, pretty, naked ass and I want you to slide your hands down the back of her slacks, past her panties, and cup her cheeks as well. I want you to make out with her, your boss, right in front of everyone,” I instructed Audrey telepathically, making her blush, nod, and laugh.

“Oh, Gods ... that’s gonna be righteous!” Audrey answered in my head, “promise me a threesome with Marilou soon ... and maybe a foursome when her husband gets on side!”

“That’s gonna require my permission, too, but I’m gonna love it ... just make it a fivesome including me!” Kara responded, “or let me get some on the side with ... Cliff.”

“Or both,” Audrey giggled in response.

“Or both!” I agreed.

“Or both!” Kara snickered as well.

“Well, there will be plenty of threesomes, foursomes, fivesomes ... and moresomes, trust me, sooner or later. No reason to put any of them off really comes to mind. At least not to me,” I observed, “in fact, well, we’ll see, but I can think of several kinky notions that come to my mind even now.”

“Good, because we’re here!” Dad, who was the driver of our particular van, announced, indicating that he read my thoughts, too.

Yeah, all of that discourse took place telepathically, which was a real head trip in itself. We climbed out of our vehicles and rushed toward the retail/supermarket store. I’ll let you guess which chain it belonged to, and the first three guesses don’t count. Speaking of chains, I got a mental image right then of Marilou and Cliff wearing matching shackles and getting bent over by Kara and me for a little hot sodomy swap. Kara had a strap-on dildo with which to peg Cliff and I was lined up perfectly with a well-lubricated Marilou, teasing her browneye with my fingertips.

Of course, I had never met Cliff, so my image of the guy was likely to be very inaccurate. I pictured him as a handsome, preppy, trust-fundie Chad with Ted McGinley hair and a very whitened smile. Yeah, I’d seen Married With Children plenty, though I never grasped why Al Bundy kept turning down sex with Peggy. Sure, she was lazy and weird or whatever, but so was he. Then again, if I had written that series, it would have been aired on the Playboy Channel or something. Well, I thought, if this went right, there could be a reboot ... with a lot steamier episodes. Such as Al humping Kelly and Bud nailing Peggy.

“I love how you think, bro! Daddy-daughter and mother-son action all the way!” Kara laughed as she and I reached the door.

The door host didn’t seem as fazed by the sight of a large tribe of people coming through the doors, even with one of them nude, as one might expect, and we soon discovered why. Just inside the door, right near the deli, there was a nun with her habit lifted and a nubile Catholic schoolgirl with her pretty head buried in her snatch. Both of them looked very cute, come to think of it. I would have to get back to them later. The staff and customers definitely noticed it, but nobody was horrified in the least. It was mostly a series of grins and thumbs up, that kind of thing.

“Pretty hot, huh?” I asked the door host, who shrugged and smiled.

“Sure, but for the past month, those two have met and done it every Monday morning, like clockwork. Admittedly, the same nun has done it on Tuesday with a different schoolgirl, and yet another one on Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday, but that’s pretty cool. Sister Julie has a quite pronounced fondness for schoolgirls. And they seem to ... return her affections, quite a bit,” the greeter told me.

“Sister Julie, huh? She must be gay. Either that or bi and not quite ready for men,” I mused, thanking the greeter as I led Audrey over to her workplace on her day off, no less, “or maybe she does men on weekends or somewhere else. Alright, everyone ... fan out and go to town. Fuck around to your heart’s content.”

I walked over with Audrey to face Marilou, and the look on her supervisor’s face was priceless, as were the expressions from the clientele. Several of them knew Audrey very well and had been assisted by her in the past, yet here she was, wearing only pumps. She blew them kisses and winked at each of them before closing the distance with a stunned Marilou. Then she planted a very heated kiss on Mrs. Pratt’s mouth and gave her no shortage of tongue in the process. She also moved Marilou’s hands to her ass and started fondling her butt in turn.

“Audrey! Audrey? Oh ... Audrey!” Marilou melted into Audrey’s mouth and their lips locked for several heated seconds before they came up for air.

“That night, Marilou ... that night was amazing ... I only wish that Cliff had been there, too! Imagine the threesome we could have had together, babe!” Audrey exclaimed, basically announcing to everyone that she had been intimate with her boss.

“Oh, honey, you have no idea ... I confessed it later to Cliff ... and he fucked me so hard that I could see stars! Then we found a teenybopper with similar hair to you ... and similar build, and we got it on like Donkey Kong, the three of us! If he wasn’t sterile, I would half expect her to get pregnant by him from that night. As it was, well, it still wouldn’t shock me. Things have been pretty ... wild lately, haven’t they? I had fantasies about you for a while, but only lately did I get the courage to act on them!” Marilou reacted with incredible passion while I walked behind her and helped remove her top.

When Audrey unzipped Marilou’s slacks and they dropped to her ankles, there wasn’t even a moment’s hesitation before she stepped out of them. She now stood in only her bra and panties, at which point I unhooked her bra and Audrey slid her panties down for her. Marilou stepped out of those with surprising ease, not tripping at all. Now she stood naked in front of their patrons, wearing only her flats.

I seized Marilou by the waist on an impulse and bent her over in front of everyone, even as Audrey pressed her snatch against her boss’s lips. With just a few quick thrusts, I was inside Marilou from behind and started screwing her in public, in front of each of their customers. She was incredibly wet, too, not to mention quickly getting into it with both of us. I pushed hard and Marilou began darting her tongue in and out of Audrey’s sloppy gash while every thrust of my hips drove her deeper.

“So, Cliff is sterile, huh? I betcha he’s glad that you both started fucking around. Be honest, was Audrey your first taste of strange since things changed this past month? Or were there others? Men, more women? Did you formally open your marriage or both just start screwing around with others?” I taunted Marilou while pushing her regularly into Audrey.

I heard only muffled moans in response, but I decided to try reading her mind again. Sure enough, it worked. I recalled getting those details and guessed correctly that it wasn’t limited to my tribe. Cliff and Marilou had long been frustrated by their lack of fertility and only last May learned that it was his fault, not hers. They had toyed with bringing others into their marriage bed for a while, and yes, Audrey was among those they had contemplated.

The past month, though, things just exploded. Without even discussing it beforehand, both of them started accepting the many offers that they often spurned (albeit politely) in the past. They started taking advantage of opportunities that they had deferred barring an official decision to open things up. Suddenly, they began fucking other people and not even trying to hide it at all. There was no cheating ... it was just a matter of both of them impulsively deciding that marital fidelity was in the past.

The intercourse with Audrey, though, had really steamed things up for the couple. Perhaps it was because this was Marilou’s first lesbian affair, after all. She had previously only fooled around with other men, only twice bringing them home with her, just before that incident. Both of those occasions, Cliff had also sampled homosexual pleasures himself, the first time Topping and the second time bottoming with the other man. His other trysts had been with secretaries and receptionists at work, something no longer taboo in the office due to the sudden change of attitudes toward sex in the workplace. It also turned out that he was a paralegal by trade, and a notary public on the side, not a bad career choice at all.

“I’m going to breed you, aren’t I? I’m going to claim you and breed you ... and Cliff will be claimed by my sister, Kara. Then you are going to have to get used to working with a fellow thrall ... and spending a lot of your breaks eating each other out ... and joining the tribe, which means orgies,” I taunted Marilou as I thrust deeper and harder in and out of her.

I gripped Marilou by her hips and bottomed out repeatedly in and out of her, even as she kept shoving her tongue inside Audrey’s gash. She greedily lapped away at Audrey’s tight, juicy cunt, clearly in the mood to throw caution to the wind and prove her Sapphic attraction to her own subordinate. The harder and deeper I delved inside Marilou’s warm and slick pussy, the more she dined at Audrey’s Y, darting her tongue in and out of that delightful honeypot. Audrey really moaned with delight as she felt her soaked slit eaten out by her boss.

“Yes ... yes, ... yes!” Marilou stopped Audrey out only long enough to keep repeating that word before resuming her loving tongue work.

“Oh, fuck, yeah, let Master breed you, honey! Let his cock pump and dump in you! Let him give you what no other man has ... a baby! And keep licking my drenched pussy like that! Like how snug it is, how cozy and warm? It’s juicy and wet for you, isn’t it? It loves ... your tongue inside it! Oh ... God ... yes!” Audrey exclaimed while Marilou devoured her soaked snatch.

Audrey and Marilou both soon bit their lower lips, even as the customers and others watched us all with fascination and awe instead of any kind of moral outrage. The past month had evidently started the process of slowly acclimating people to the new paradigm. It would take a little time before the novelty of it wore off, perhaps, but any kind of righteous indignation vanished by now. By the time that the ladies creamed themselves a couple of times, several folks took pics and some even recorded the action on their phones. That was bound to go viral, which was fine by me.

I felt Marilou clenching my dick, even as I admired her butt and even played with her anal ring a bit. Those plump, glistening buns of hers and her curvy hips combined with the way that she ate Audrey out to bring me closer to spilling my seed inside the supervisor’s snatch and knocking her up. The idea that I might well breed another man’s wife certainly added to the pleasure of the action, as was the notion that she was hooked on licking my thrall’s orifices ... both of them!

Finally, of course, I felt my balls tightening and my spunk spurted out in several large ropes of my cum. My jizz oozed out of Marilou’s gash while she pulled her out of Audrey’s delectable twat. I pulled both ladies closer to kiss each of them on the mouth, tasting Audrey’s juices on Marilou’s lips and tongue. Then I watched as the two ladies made out in front of everyone, nude and in public! I used a razor that I kept in my pants for just such a reason and smeared my blood on Marilou’s forehead right then and now. She was my bitch now for eternity.

“Now, you belong to me, honey. You’re going to carry my child, sooner or later, too. Just as Audrey already does, in fact. Cliff will remain your husband and you will be very good to him, just as he will be to you. You’ll help my sister claim him as a thrall, just as I claimed you as mine. There’s no closing your open marriage now, dear. That door will remain wide open, but on my terms, not yours or his. You’ll fuck whom I designate ... and when I’m not directing you, you can play as you wish. Mostly,” I qualified any notions of lingering freedom of action, of course.

“So, I’m your ... thrall, you said? Thank you, Master! I will be honored to carry your child inside me, just as Audrey does. And we’ll remain married, but under your control and your sister’s. And I’ll get to enjoy Audrey a lot more often, then? Can I keep my job here at the bank? Will she?” Marilou knelt to indicate her eager submission to my dominance.

“Of course, my dear. I love your workplace affair ... it’s very steamy, if you ask me. For now, at least, you will both continue to work here and anyone who doesn’t like that you’re giving each other pleasure can take it up with me. I’ll straighten them out ... or my sister or cousins will. Same result in any case. They’ll become thralls themselves in short order and come to their senses, just as you have done. This is sanity finally bringing people to heel and their senses, that’s all,” I watched the glassy-eyed look that Marilou Pratt gave me as she surrendered to my power.

“What should I do next?” Marilou asked me while Audrey pulled her up and we all fondled each other.

“Call your husband, dear. Let him know what you’ve done and then tell him that we’re coming over to supper tonight. Tell him that a tribe of people are coming over who will rock his world and change his life for good. Be vague, of course, but get his blood pumping by speaking of the fact that you had a threesome with Audrey and me ... at work and in public. Oh, and let him know that you’ll be working in the buff today. And that you might not limit your workplace kicks to just Audrey and me today,” I instructed Marilou while Audrey and I played with her plump and juicy ass a bit.

Marilou’s face was flushed as she dialed up her hubby at his job, busy as it was. She began biting her bottom lip again, especially when Audrey took some initiative and knelt behind her to start kissing and licking her butt. That kind of booty action clearly rung her bell, as she proved by sounding very breathless while she proposed the supper in a way that made it irresistible to Cliff. When she started moaning, even as I pried her cheeks further part so Audrey could munch on her bottom, the gig was pretty much up.

“Oh, God ... you wouldn’t believe it, honey ... Audrey is rimming me right now, while Master, our Master, he is spreading my buns for her to do it. Her tongue is gliding along my crack ... and now ... now it’s ... going up my cornhole! She’s tongue-fucking my ... ass! Promise me that you’ll kiss her later on the mouth and taste my ... tush on her tongue! Oh, honey ... fuck, yeah, this is ... amazing. You have to sample her, babe!” Marilou screamed loudly enough for all to hear while she discussed the dinner plans with Cliff.