Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 70

"You were sleeping with him," I finished.

Alice nodded. "He was an amazing lover. Dean, he always tried, but Esteban did things to me I never experienced." A smile creeped across her face. "I thought about leaving Dean to be with Esteban but the irony was, Esteban was cheating on me." Her voice was thick with pain and I hugged her and then she sobbed, "It's what I deserved. Dean's a great guy. He deserves a better wife than one who cheats on him."

"It's all right," I consoled, rocking her gently in my arms. "What Dean doesn't know can't hurt him."

Alice barked a laugh. "Like what you and I just did."

"If you love him," I said, "then don't tell him. You can get what you need from me and go back to your husband, satisfied and happy."

Alice wiped her tears and smiled at me. "So, that makes you what?"

"A friend who comforts you," I told her. "A friend that relieves certain.... tensions."

Alice smiled, "I like that." And then her lips descended, and we were kissing again. My hands reached behind her to unclasp her bra. This time, I wanted to play with her breasts.

I robbed two more banks, another Bank of America and a Chase- Manhatten. I figured, if I was going to rob some banks, I would hit only the national banks and spare the local credit unions. I filled up all the duffel bags with cash, barely having room between the trunk and the back seat. I also enjoyed two more bank tellers: a feisty Latina woman and a very busty blonde who gave me an amazing titty fuck.

Violet needed clothes, so I swung by the South Hill Mall on the way back. I was paranoid about all the money in the car, so I ordered a group of teenage boys hanging about to watch my car, defending it with their lives. I took Violet to Hot Topic and was pleased to see Lillian behind the register. I had a fun time with her last week.

"You're back," Lillian said, beaming. "I could use some more training!"

Lillian was smiling naughtily. Today she was dressed in a black, transparent dress decorated in white flowers. Underneath, she transparent dress decorated in white flowers. Underneath, she wore a black slip that was quite visible underneath the dress. Thigh-high, heeled boots, black, added spice to her outfit. The black lipstick and eyeliner contrasted with her pale face and gold rings that glinted in her lips and eyebrows.

"Violet, go get some slutty clothes, whatever you want," I told her. "I'm going to be training Lillian."

When I lifted her skirt, Lillian wasn't wearing any panties. "I need to be ready to be trained," she giggled.

Her cunt was wet and tight when I slipped up inside her and I fucked her hard. Her cunt felt great on my cock. Lillian was biting her lip, trying not to moan and gasp as I really fucked her. I wasn't trying to be careful and unobtrusive like last time. I wanted people to know Lillian was getting the fucking of her life. I reached around and pawed her breast through her dress and slip, feeling her hard nipple through the fabric

It wasn't long before Mall Security showed up along with a Puyallup Police Officer. I gave them the standard orders and they left me to fuck this goth angel in peace. When a customer walked in, I would tell them just to shop and then I would enjoy watching Lillian trying to ring them up as I fucked her hard. Her fourth customer was a cute, punk-rocker girl buying a pair of black thongs. She was wearing a black t-shirt with skull-and-crossbones printed all over and a pair of tight, stonewashed jeans, artfully ripped to show off her pale, inner thighs. Her black hair was spiked up into a mohawk, the tips dyed red.

The punk-rocker smiled as she watched us fuck, her nipples were clearly hard through her shirt. When I felt my balls tightening, I pulled out of her and shot my load across the counter all over the punk-rocker girl. The girl screamed in surprise as my white cum sprayed across her tight black t-shirt. "Fuck!" she exclaimed in surprise, finger a glob of cum over her nipple.

"You're customer's dirty," I told Lillian.

That was all the prompting she needed. Lilian bent over the counter and started licking my cum off the punk-rocker's t-shirt. The punk-rocker's nipples hardened beneath the cotton of her shirt. Lillian pulled the girls t-shirt up, revealing a pair of small, pale breasts with hard nipples pierced by silver rings. Lillian's lips found a nipple and started sucking while went back to fucking her pussy.

Lillian unsnapped the punk-rocker's jeans and snaked a hand Inside and started to finger her. "Oh, god this is nasty!" the punk- rocker moaned.

The punk-rocker girl was panting, writhing on Lillian's fingers while I fucked Lillian hard from behind. A group of teenage boys had gathered outside the entrance to Hot Topic, filming us fucking with their smart phones. Lillian noticed too, and her cunt convulsed about my cock as she came. The punk-rocker was cursing as she orgasmed on Lillian's fingers and I shot my cum deep inside Lillian's tight hole.

"Wow, that was so fun," the punk-rocker cooed. "I'm Zelda," she said, and bent down and kissed Lillian. "When do you get off?"

"Five," Lillian said, licking her lips.

"Then, I'll see you at five," Zelda purred. "I would love to return the favor."

Lillian grinned, "I'd love that."

Zelda pulled on her cum stained shirt and sauntered out of the Hot Topic to the applause of a bunch of horny teens. She blew them kisses, and sauntered off. I slid my cock up Lillian's ass. I was wondering if I should keep Lillian. almost did a few days ago. She was such a great slut.

"Lillian, you're going to be my sex slave," told her, deciding. "And my girlfriend, Mary's, sex slave as well."

"Oh, that's sounds fun," Lillian panted as I reamed her ass.

"When you fuck Zelda, film it with your phone. When you're finished, go to this address," I told her, writing the Fitzsimmons address on a piece of paper.

"Yes, sir," Lillian purred. Mary was going to love the slut.

I waited in the living room of the Fitzsimmons house for the Warlock, Mark, to return home, my stomach tied in nervous knots.

I had five of his Thralls under my power, immune from his commands. After Imprinting the red-head, Fiona, in the changing room of Old Navy, it was simple to get the other two. Fiona lured Xiu into the changing room and we easily held the Asian girl as we molested her. Unlike Fiona, Xiu did not fight. From the moment we grabbed her, Xiu was excited. Apparently the girl really liked to be dominated and hurt and she came quickly as Fiona pulled painfully hard on her nipple piercings.

That left only Korina. But with Desiree, Fiona, and Xiu imprinted, we easily overpowered her in the ladies room. Now I had all but two of Mark's thralls imprinted and immune to his power. God had answered my prayers. I ordered the woman to return to the Fitzsimmons home and followed them in my borrowed car. I gathered all the Thralls I had imprinted in the living room: Allison, Desiree, Xiu, Fiona, and Korina and I told then the plan.

Alison was at the entrance to living room off the short hallway that led to the front door, while the other four ladies were spread about the living room, Desiree clutched a baseball bat and Korina a rolling pin. I clutched my furry handcuffs in sweaty hands. When Mark came through the door, we were ready. Alison would grab Violet and the rest of us would beat and wrestle Mark to the ground. And then I would exorcise him and free these poor women from his lusts.

A car pulled into the driveway.

"It's time, ladies," I said, standing up. I crossed myself, my heart hammering in my chest. Please, God, let your servant free these women from evil.

I pulled my Eos into the driveway, excited to be home. This afternoon was far more pleasant than planed. Alice and I had made love twice more after we talked. The second time was sweet and loving. I was comforting my friend as she dealt with the problems of her marriage. She seemed a lot happier after I gave her a few more orgasms. As we lay in the mused sheets, I told her about my plan for the abandon housing development behind the Fitzsimmons house and Alice had said to get in touch with owner with an offer. She seemed doubtful about the entire thing, not believing Mark had that kind of money, but I made her promise while playing with her pink nipple. We were both sweaty and covered in pussy juices so naturally we took a shower. And naturally we made love one last time before I drove her back to her office.

I sped home. couldn't wait to tell Mark about Alice. Preferably while in bed, him on top and his hard cock filling me up so deliciously. I was getting wet just thinking about it. I had to park in the driveway, not having a garage door opener, yet, and got out of the car. I would get one of the sluts to put my car in the garage. I didn't see Mark's Mustang so I pulled out my phone and sent him a text, "Hun, just got home. Meeting with Alice went well, tell ya all the juicy details later! :-) When will you be home? Love, your naughty filly!

As I walked up to the front door my phone buzzed and I got a text back from Mark. "Home In 5, Mare. Love, your randy stallion!" it simply said. I smiled happily. I couldn't wait to get Mark in bed and tell him all about the fun I had with Alice. Putting my phone back in my purse, I reached for the front door, humming happily to myself.

To be continued.....