Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 142

"What the fuck," the other barista gasped.

"Keep working," I ordered her as my cock slid into Velvet's shaved cunt.

I had Velvet pushed up against a supply shelf and started fucking her hard. The shelf, and the ingredients on it rattled as I fucked her. Her huge tits pressed against my chest, one nipple still covered by the slick pastie. I gripped her skinny ass and really started to plow Into her cunt. The girl definitely had some nice charms. Her lips were wet on my cheek as she kissed my face, panting in pleasure.

"You're going to be Chris Young's sex slave," I growled in her hear.

"Oh, who's that?" she asked in confusion.

"He's a customer," I sald, and squeezed one of her big tits, feeling the soft yet firm flesh between my fingers. "You're going to love him and do whatever he wants, no matter how disgusting, for as long as he wants you."

"Yes, yes," she gasped. "My Chris." Her cunt spasmed on my cock and she bucked against me, Fuck, just the idea of being some guy's sex slave as enough to send this whore into an orgasm. "I can't wait to meet my Chris! she moaned.

"Chris will come today and you're going to go with him because you belong to him now."

"Yes, yes, I'm all his," she panted.

I left Velvet panting on the floor of the coffee stand, my cum oozing out of her cunt, wearing only a single pastie. She was a nice fuck, Chris was going to enjoy her. I pulled out my phone and sent him a text message to come on down and collect his slave. "She's wet and ready for you, buddy. *-)"

When I woke up this morning, Mark was already gone. He seemed to like to wake up early. I, on the other hand, hated waking up early. I used to have to wake up 4 AM for my job at Starbucks. Lucky for me, I met Mark and didn't have to work at that shitty job anymore.

My pussy was still wet from this amazing sex dream I had. Both

My pussy was still wet from this amazing sex dream I had. Both my sisters were in it and they were so beautiful, nude and pressing against me. They caressed me and I caressed them. Maybe sleeping with my sisters could be something magical and beautiful and not something I needed to worry about

I reluctantly crawled out of bed and pulled on my pink, silk robe, loving how cool and sleek the fabric felt on my body. Downstairs, I found some of the sluts eating a breakfast of chocolate chip pancakes. All the sluts were there, save the three with jobs: our reporter, Jessica; our FBI Agent, Noel; and Willow, our doctor.

Korina was looking better, her arm still in a sling from when Chasity shot her on Monday night. At the time, Korina was being controlled by a nun and was about to brain Mark with a rolling pin when Korina shot her. Desiree also had gotten shot by Chasity, and I used my second boon from Lilith to save her life.

As I ate my breakfast I gave the sluts their orders for the day. The house needed to be spotless, my dad and sisters were coming for dinner tonight, along with their boyfriends. My family was eager to meet Mark. Apparently, none of them ever liked Mike and were glad that I had found someone better. After dinner, I planed on seducing one of my sisters. It was part of a spell that would allow me to stop Nuns.

I was nervous. I wasn't sure if I could actually sleep with my sisters, but that dream was giving me second thoughts. Maybe Shannon, she was always bullying me when we were children. I wouldn't mind getting a little bit of payback. But Missy was just a sweetheart, the baby of the family. I shared a bedroom with her since I was four and we used to share everything. I smiled at a nasty thought, we could share each other's bodies, now. I licked my lips, maybe I should have both. I smiled, what a naughty thought and then realized was actually looking forward to having Shannon and Missy naked in my bed.

Damn, I was turning into one kinky girl. What next, would I be fucking my dad? No. I shook my head. That was a little too much. Mark had made me into a sex crazed woman, not that I was complaining, but sleeping with my dad well that was a line I just wouldn't cross. I wasn't kinky enough to do that.

Yet, a voice whispered inside me, and I wiggled in my chair as a trickle of pussy juices leaked out.

"Desiree, you have the shopping list?" I asked, dragging my thoughts out of the gutter.