High Priest of Baal
Copyright© 2022 by Mark Gander
Chapter 20
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 20 - Darius Rockford, a recent high school graduate, makes a birthday wish that brings him to the attention of an ancient Caananite God and Goddess, leading to many adventures that change the world for good.
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Ma/mt Mult Consensual Mind Control BiSexual Paranormal Magic Sharing Slut Wife Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter Cousins Uncle Niece Aunt Nephew InLaws DomSub Rough Gang Bang Group Sex Harem Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Interracial Hispanic Female Indian Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration First Food Oral Sex Pregnancy Squirting Tit-Fucking Water Sports Public Sex Teacher/Student
Two weeks later...
“Hello, this is Susie Blake with WCNT local action news! I’m here on a special interview with a fine new local celebrity, who is rapidly becoming a global sensation thanks to certain viral videos. I’m sure that we’ve all heard of him by now. This is my first, or virgin interview of this variety, so bear with me. Or should I say, bare with me!” Susie punned as she sat down very gingerly with me for the televised interview that I granted her.
After all, I was an increasingly famous guy, viral videos of my sexual exploits reaching Facebook, Tumblr, Instagram, TikTok, Snapchat, Kik, and Twitter, among various other social media outlets. That wasn’t even counting YouTube. Everyone in the world knew at least some salient details about me, such as my name and age, as well as the fact that I lived in Louisiana. The fact that the entire town had now joined my harem, well, that was the sort of detail only rumored about so far.
“Well, Susie, this is my ‘virgin’ interview, too, and it’s being taken with the girl who took my other virginity. My sister, Kara Lefevre. Yes, that’s right, my sister and I are lovers. We’re also cousins. Kissing cousins, if you prefer that phrase, though we do a lot more than just smooch,” I pointed to Kara, who was nude just like me, being watched live no less.
“I should point out that we’ve ... done pretty much everything together and I really hope that this baby inside me is his. Though we’ll have plenty more chances to try, of course, and we will. And trust me, he’s great at eating me out. And fucking me into next week. Especially up my ass. I love him up my ass! I always fucking cream myself whenever he sodomizes me,” Kara bragged on me in front of tens, maybe hundreds of thousands of viewers.
“Yes, I’ve ... seen it up close! Pretty fucking wild! So, tell me, what would you say if anyone has questions ... or worries or whatever about, well, you know? Your wild and kinky sex life, where you have a big-ass harem which, full disclosure, my husband and I are proud members of it. What would you say about ... any concerns that might occur to people?” Susie went through the motions, but it was a bit silly and we both knew it.
No one had scruples about what I did anymore. The entire fucking town was under my sway, and even outside it, people who commented on my viral sex tapes only commented things like “You dawg (weird spelling, but I’ll take it)!” Or they said, “Lucky prick, getting to put it in so many girls’ knickers!” Some ladies would type things like, “Oh, fuck, how do I get me one of those studs?” or “He’s such a hunk, so fucking dreamy and all!” Hell, even some guys increasingly wrote that kind of thing as well, such as the openly gay pro athlete who declared his lust for my dick on his Twitter page.
“Well, if any by some weird fluke still have objections or whatever, let me reassure you: you can have me, too. Just come here, to Priest Manor, Louisiana, and pay your respects. Man or woman, it can happen for you. I’m not here strictly for pleasure, though that’s reason enough. I’m here for power and the betterment of society. And humanity. You can have Kara, too. We’re such complete randy sluts that we’ll literally fuck anyone of the proper age.
“And that age is fourteen, not eighteen or seventeen or whatever. The current, legal age of consent is insane and that’s one of the changes that I wish to bring to the world. People should be a lot freer to fuck whom they desire. Hell, I’m pretty sure that, for the past six weeks or so, it’s been going on at last, anyway.
“If you have a sweet fourteen year old sister or cousin, or niece or daughter, or whatever ... or older, of course, don’t disappoint her. Take her to bed. Rock her world. If she’s still a virgin by some chance, be the one to fix that problem. If she’s not, show her that whoever had her before you didn’t properly finish the job.
“Same with a son or nephew or brother or cousin that age, too, of course. Make them forget Rosie Redpalm for a week or so, because you know what he really needs!” I smiled and winked at Susie, who blushed for a second as she realized just how much I flirted with her in public.
“Well, when you fucked my ass this morning, you definitely rocked my world, no doubt of that, Master! Yes, full disclosure, I’m such a slut for him ... and for my husband ... and Mistresses Kara, Chloe and Zoe. Hell, I’m a slut for whoever wants to bend me over and have me. It’s not as if there are STIs around anymore...
“And I’m already knocked up, it turns out. Yes, Master, I took a pregnancy test this morning. It came out positive. I’m pregnant, folks! And I have no idea who’s the father!” Susie continued the rather unconventional interview, noticeably gushing all over me in at least a figurative sense.
“Well, there are literally hundreds of candidates!” Kara blurted, “though part of me hopes for fraternals. Fraternal twins. One by Master and one by your hubby. That’s the sentimentalist in me, who wants you to have at least one child by your sweet husband. And he is ... so sweet. The way that he sucks my toes is so tender, so loving, as is the way that he eats my pussy and my ass. He even licks the backs of my thighs, knees, and calves in ways that are out of this world!”