The Devil's Pact - S01 E315

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The Devil's Pact - S01 E315

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 315

"You're welcome," I smiled at her.

Dinner was delicious, as always, and I enjoyed a great blowjob from Korina as I ate. The sluts always took turns sucking my cock and eating out Mary's pussy during meals. Mary enjoyed a nice orgasm from April. Tonight, Desiree made a delicious lamb shish kebab and a rice pilaf. After everyone finished, the sluts cleared the table and Desiree brought out a delicious apple pie for dessert.

"Master," Jessica sald as she returned to the room. She had slipped out while dessert was being served. "There is something strange going on in Seattle."

She slipped into my lap, her caramel breasts jiggling as she moved. I gave her a kiss, and tweaked a dark nipple and she giggled. She sat a manilla folder on the table and opened it. I saw a picture of Mayor Erikson, the mayor of Seattle, and a woman with purple hair getting out of a limousine. I had met Erikson last month at a meeting of state mayors in Spokane. He was very supportive of my gun control measures and next month we were supposed to have a gun-buyback in Seattle.

"Who's the woman?" I asked. "Definitely not his wife. A mistress?"

"That's what my source thinks," Jessica answered. "No one knows her name. She's been seen with the Mayor at all his public appearances the last two days."

"So?" I asked. "Other than her weird choice in hair color, what's so unusual about a politician having an affair?"

"Yeah, that hair is a bit much," Mary giggled. "What is she, into Anime or something? She looks young."

"The problem is that Mayor Erikson is gay," Jessica answered. "He's been openly gay for twenty years. He and his partner were one of the firsts couples married when it was legalized last November. There has also been a strange death in the Mayor's office. Tuesday night, his assistant, and some say his boyfriend, died of an unknown disease. And since Wednesday he's been seen with this woman."

I frowned. "Maybe it's a coincidence?"

"Maybe, Master, Jessica frowned. "However, given the capabilities of our enemies, I think we should be wary of any radical changes of behavior or mysterious deaths."

Mary bit her lip. "Maybe you should cancel that gun-buyback in Seattle next month until we know what's going on. Jessica, have 51 quietly make contact with Seattle PD and find out who that woman is."

Jessica nodded and climbed off my lap. "Right away, Mistress."

As we ate our pie, Mary and I discussed the information. We just ended up going around in circles. All we had was speculation. We thought Lilith was in Seattle, but we had no proof. Chantelle and Lana hadn't been spotted by anyone since they dropped off Karen's body two months ago. Even when they appeared on Washington State's Most Wanted, no tips were generated.

Mary grabbed a second slice of pie. "Hungry?" I asked her with a smile, tired of worrying about Lilith.

"It's your kid that's hungry, Mark," she smiled back, quickly polished off that second piece, and stood up. "Well, I guess I better get Mom."

I stood up as well, kissed my wife and rubbed her stomach. Our child grew inside her. I never thought I would have kids, and now I was going to have four just with the women in this house alone, plus Beth Philips and Vivian Anders and who knows how many others. Anastasia Milburn, from the jogging club, was pregnant, and it could be mine or her husband's. There were quite a few members of the Church of the Living Gods who weren't sure who the fathers of their children were, either.

I headed up to our bedroom and stripped naked and stretched out on the bed and waited, I was starting to wonder if Mary was coming when the door opened and Mary and her mother slipped in. I smiled; both wore teddies. Mary's was a pale blue and transparent. Her perky breasts were cupped in silk, surrounded by white lace, and her dusky nipples were clearly visible through the fabric. A blue thong barely covered her pussy, her heart of pubic hair peaked out around the fabric. Tiffany had a scarlet teddy, her sandy-blonde hair falling pale against the vibrant fabric. Her breasts were larger, the bodice also transparent and I could see her hard nipples. Tiffany wore a pair of lacy, red panties that did nothing to hide the blonde bush beneath.

"Hmm, he's gorgeous," Tiffany purred. "My Gift really transformed him."

"I know." Mary had the same, hungry look in her eyes as she stared at me. They could be sisters, both young, with heart-shaped faces.

The only differences were the eyes and hair. Mary had emerald eyes and auburn hair, while her mother had sapphire eyes and sandy-blonde hair.

"I sent April and Violet to play with Dad," Mary smiled as she stalked forward. "They both dressed up as naughty schoolgirls for him."

Tiffany licked her lips. "Too many years teaching those hot, young teenagers really corrupted my husband."

Not only did Mary's dad, Sean, still teach at Washington High School, he wasn't the only one going there every weekday. Missy and her boyfriend Damien were still students, and Damien's sex slave, Mrs. Corra, taught math at the high school.

Each had to have two bodyguards to protect them and that took a lot of calls to the School Board, the adminstrators, and the PTA to get straightened out.

Mary slid onto the bed on my right, and Tiffany crawled towards me on the left. Both stared at me with lust-filled eyes; tigers stalking their prey. Silken hair brushed my thighs as they crawled closer and closer. Tiffany bent down and kissed me on the lips and Mary kissed my chin. Both mother and daughter pressed their bodies against me, and ran their hands across my muscled chest. I returned the favor, sliding my hands down their backs until I was cupping a pair of plump asses.

Mary moved up and joined our kiss. Our three tongues fenced before I turned and my wife stuck hers into my mouth as her mother licked at my chin. Tiffany followed my jawline to my ear and started teasing my lobe. Mary broke the kiss and pulled on her mother's blonde hair, bringing her face closer. It was beautiful as I watched mother and daughter kiss above me.

"You two are so beautiful," I murmured. They broke their kiss and smiled down at me.

"Who's the most beautiful?" Tiffany asked.

"Mary," I answered without hesitation. It was the truth; I liked a redhead more than a blonde.

"Umm, someone deserves a reward," Mary purred, and started kissing at my neck.

She kissed down my chest, teased my nipple with her tongue, and sucked it into her mouth. Mary sometimes liked to kiss and suck at my nipples, but it didn't do much for me, just tingled a bit. I was happy to let her do it, though. Then she licked lower and lower. Her cheek rubbed against my flat stomach, her auburn hair fanned out across my chest behind her.