Chapter 19

The reverse gang-bang and regular gang-bang both turned into truly heated events, especially with so many lovers in the town. Priest Manor. I soon developed a good pace to make it a real, proper sexual marathon, of course. Kara and I both got each other’s sloppy seconds and neither of us minded it at all, as we ran through every single inhabitant of Priest Manor who had already joined us. We even kissed repeatedly while we took on so many comers in so many positions.

No holes were barred, either. Kara took it in the mouth, pussy, and ass from each man in turn, while I put it in the same with each woman. Each guy fucked me and let me fuck them as well. Each woman pegged me, too. Each woman pegged Kara. She pegged them, too, and also each man present. We did it in every position. Mom was my first partner of the night, but my aunties were next, followed by my cousins, male and female alike. And then Dad and my uncles. Even Tyler relaxed his position on Topping for this epic sexual occasion.

I did it with Ashley, Trina, Audrey, Marilou, Steve, Cliff, Silvio, Teresa, Claire, Henri, Dean, Francoise, etc. all in a certain order that I didn’t bother to question. By the time that I reached the reporters, they looked as if they wanted to interview me as to my incredible stamina. Not all of the acts were one-on-one, either, such as when Aunt Janine joined Mom and me a little early. Kara certainly experienced plenty of multiple penetrations herself, including when she let Sandra and Michelle double-team her with strap-on dildoes.

I finally looked at the clock when I finished with Manuel, Courtney, Josie, and Pierre, who had ganged up on me for the last train of the night. It was nine in the fucking morning! I must have been fucking people for a good twelve hours or thereabouts by now! As I slid into Kara at last, I almost slipped out of her pussy a couple of times from the sheer volume of cum that she felt inside her creamy gash. I reached out with my mind and realized that she was so over the moon with this last experience that not even such an accident could turn her off in this case.

“So, baby sis, how was your night?” I teased Kara as I used the opportunity to go back and forth between her pussy and ass.

“Do you have to piss? I hope so, because I really need to piss! Piss inside me while I find an eager victim to drink my own pee. I’m sure that I could find a willing thrall for that!” Kara urged me as I let a stream of my piss pour into her gash and her backside, “oh, fuck, oh, fuck, oh, fuck yes! That feels so good, a hot stream of Master’s piss inside my cunt and my bowels, marking your territory for all to see and smell! Someone come and drink my piss ... now, thralls!”

To my utter amazement, Dad hurried to do the job, opening wide and shouting, “Feed me your piss, Princess! I’ll gladly drink your amber nectar, Mistress! Let Daddy drink it all down!”

“Face it, Daddy ... you’re a horny little fuckboy at times, but you’re my horny little fuckboy ... and I love you for it! Oh, yes, Daddy, I’m going to so fucking reward you for this, count on it! I have my ways, or do you doubt me! An even better reward than my golden juice, of course!” Kara now shouted as she felt my cock throb inside her dusky ass.

“Let’s shower first, after I cum inside your holes, of course!” I insisted, “shower first, to clean off, and then take a proper bath ... and then more fun and games, including breakfast! I’m going to send some of my ropes into your ass and some into your cunt, sis! Do you want some in your mouth, too?”

“God, yes ... spurt anything that doesn’t go into my pussy or ass into my open, waiting, eager mouth! I want to suck your cock and clean off any piss that I didn’t get earlier from my pussy or ass! Oh, God, I love how ripe you are, too, tasting of all of those men and women that you fucked all night long! Mouth, pussy, and ass alike!” Kara screamed as I plundered her booty and her twat as well.

It was evident that the experience of the past twelve hours or so had so entirely enchanted my sister that she creamed herself just thinking about it. Our private parts were both very sore, of course, and she seemed to revel in that soreness as well, as a welcome reminder of the wild, wanton encounters of the previous night. Any pain was met with pleasure, thrashing and bucking her hips and butt as her red and swollen body cavities were filled up with my pulsing prick.

When I shot out my loads into Kara’s gaping ass, pussy, and mouth, in that particular order, she thirstily swallowed them all down with any traces of my piss and her own juices that I offered her. Then she rose and we made out, even if I wasn’t a big fan of her breath with my piss still in her mouth and on her tongue. She had done it for me, after all, and I wasn’t about to scorn her, gross as the bitter flavors of my own piss might be. She was my nasty, raunchy cumbucket of a sister and my lovely colleague in the high priesthood, as well. She was my consort, my spiritual wife as surely as Ashley would be my lawful one.

“How many guys and girls did we rim last night? How many rimmed us? I guess that if we could do that and still kiss, we can put up with a little hot piss breath,” I thought aloud, reassuring myself now.

“Yeah, well, at least our butts were all very clean. That was a big sacrifice on your part, tasting your own piss on my lips and tongue. I won’t forget it, nor will I forget what Dad did for me. Anyway, let’s brush our teeth, floss, use mouthwash, and get our breaths minty fresh. I swear to Baal and Ashtaroth alike that I will never ask you to taste your own pee ever again. It clearly squicks you, so it’s a big deal for you to do that for me, bro!” Kara told me as we went to freshen up a bit.

“Hey, babe, don’t forget that I love you very much ... and you love me very much, too. We’re in love with plenty of others, in lust with many more, but you’re my long lost baby sister who was right there under my nose. I have forgiven Aunt Janine, your mother, for not telling us that fact, but the fact is that I have only have one sister ... so far.

“You’re from the same seed as me, albeit not the same womb. We are blood, siblings as well as cousins. You are my consort as well as my colleague in the Hieros Gamos and the high priesthood. You are the mistress of this house as surely as I am the master of it. You are Madame to my Monsieur. We are the duality of nature, the male and female principles, embodied in human flesh. We are each other’s destiny, each other’s soulmate in a way that no one else could equal among all of humanity.

“So, yes, I have done something with you that disgusts me in any other context and which I would never do for another living soul. We have shared an intimacy that few could match now. So, come on, baby sis, and take a fucking shower with me while we prepare for our bath and more. Not to mention a big, fucking breakfast to replenish our calories from those orgies of ours,” I led my beloved sister away with me to the master bathroom.

The shower, just after we brushed our teeth, flossed them, and gargled that mouthwash, was one that felt so perfect, so cleansing, so ethereal that it was far more than a mere sharing of hot water under the jets. We melted into each other, unable to tell where Darius ended and Kara began. We kissed repeatedly under the hot water, too, my lips locking with hers, my tonsils playing hockey with hers, my tongue encircling hers, as we washed each other.

As we dried each other, we playfully bit each other’s flesh, tasting how clean and sweet we were compared to earlier. We still smelled a little musk on each other’s skin, but in a good way, of course. Kara looked at me with a look so loving, so deep, so adorable, that she made it apparent in her eyes and smile that she truly revered as well as craved me.

She gulped and tears came to her eyes as I kissed her face several times now. I held her very close for several minutes, man and woman, husband and wife, brother and sister, high priest and high priestess, Master and Mistress, lord and lady. We were one person with two souls just then, if not forever.

“Oh, my, it’s really true, isn’t it? You’re madly in love with me ... and I with you! We have bonded that completely now! Well, big brother, I will never forget this moment, either. I belong to you and want nothing more than to be ‘under you’ forever. Our lovers ... our thralls ... they are our own playthings for eternity, it’s true, but I am your plaything as well.

“I am my brother’s love slave and will be that until the sun goes supernova and kills us all, and after that, even, if at all possible. I surrender, abjectly, to the authority and power of my sweet elder brother, my lover, my husband. Forever. I have discovered the true nature and purpose of womanhood and womankind at last,” Kara declared as she knelt enthusiastically before me.

It was true, I realized. Kara submitted to me, not as an inferior at all. Not as a superior, either, of course. That would be silly. She was my equal in all things but age, yet she gladly prostrated herself to her own brother and surrendered herself, body and soul, to me. She did it, not out of coercion or compulsion, but willingly, out of love and desire. She loved me and wanted nothing more than to serve me, aiding me in the service of the Gods, our patrons, Lord Baal and Lady Ashtaroth.

“We have our roles, sweet sister, but I will never consider you beneath me, even as you obey and serve me. We have our roles, but we remain equals who love each other and protect each other fiercely as we should. I will never forget this moment, the one that ensures that my truest ambition is to prove myself worthy both of the Gods and of your faith in me, your submission to me,” I touched Kara under her smooth chin as she burst into tears and we kissed each other all over again.

I led my sweet sister out of the bathroom and physically carried her to the rather large bath, where we lay down to soak a bit now. Others rushed to join us, notably including Mom, Dad, and Aunt Janine. The looks on Mom’s and Aunt Janine’s faces were very telling. They had showered with Dad, and given how sheepish he looked, they had ... rewarded him somehow. Gone were any hard, bitter feelings between my parents, of course ... or between Mom and her sister.

Love and lust shone through Mom’s, Dad’s, and Aunt Janine’s eyes as they gazed upon each other. The sisters looked at my father as a hero for drinking Kara’s pee like that. I could read their minds and they both admired him greatly for his sacrifice in that way. Thankfully, all traces of her piss were gone, but the rewards that he earned for his snap decision were still very present. There was no question that both women loved Dad completely now and he loved them every bit as deeply in return. Even more impressive was how much Mom and Aunt Janine loved each other now.