Steamy Affairs(Erotica)

After several minutes of constant hard fucking I felt my balls begin to tighten and I knew a huge load of cum was about to splash all over my sisters now fertile womb. “I’m going to cum sis.”

Charlotte screamed “DO IT!!! CUM IN ME!!! GIVE ME ALL YOUR CUM AND KNOCK ME UP BIG BROTHER!!!!”

That was all I needed, and I blew my load deep inside Charlotte, all the while she was screaming. YES!!! GIVE ME ALL THAT CUM!!!! BREED ME!!! OH GOD GREGGGGGG I’M CUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMINNNNNGGGGGGGGGG AGAINNNNNNN!

I collapsed on top of her spent from all the fucking I’d done today. I was beyond tired and ready to fall asleep. Charlotte and I were lazily kissing and making out when we heard a sniff and moan from the doorway. I looked and there stood Chastity, tears rolling down her face. “Master I’m supposed to have your babies. Why are you giving Charlotte your baby and not me?

Charlotte glared at me and pushed me off her. “Fix this Greg and fix it now!”

I sighed and nodded. Charlotte was right I’d really fucked up. Chastity was supposed to be one of the four permanent women in my life, one of my “wives” and I’d fucked her up worse than any of the people who’d deserved my vengeance. I got up and took Chastity by the hand. I needed to undo what I’d done and figure out how to program her as my wife. Afterwards, I would program the other three the same way. I needed them all to feel equal and loved not just by me but by each other. Not only that but I felt like I needed to protect them from anyone else being able to control them ever again. But right now, I needed to undo the damage I’d done to my Chastity, wife to be number four.

As we walked downstairs, I realized that the house was full. There was no place where I was guaranteed privacy with Chastity tonight. All the bedrooms were full, and Janice was sleeping in the den. I really needed to use some of the money and buy a bigger house for us. However, that didn’t help me tonight.

I lead Chastity into the dining room and had her sit. “Chastity, I owe you an apology.”

She frowned. “I don’t understand Master, you’ve done nothing wrong.”

I hung my head in shame. Every time she opened her mouth to talk to me, I was reminded of how far into the darkness I had allowed myself to fall in less than a day. This is why I need Charlotte and in reality, Chastity too. I just needed to remember to listen to them. Balance was what I had been gifted to restore. Sometimes that would mean moving in darkness but until the Fates tell me that the balance has been restored I needed to work in the goodness of the light. Which meant I needed to undo the damage I’d done to Chastity. Of everything I’d pushed into her only three things really needed to change. That she would hunger for my body without ceasing, her need to be constantly pregnant with my children and the inability to call me anything but master. Two of those I’d made core truths and I didn’t know if I could change them, but I needed to try. The last was just a command I’d given her, and I knew I could change those the changes I’d made and unmade in Janice proved that. So, I started with that. “I told you that you could only call me master from now on, that was wrong. When we are in our house alone then you will only call me master however in public you will continue to address me as you always have as Greg. Do you understand?”

“Yes, master but can I have your baby now? I need to be pregnant with your baby it’s what God wants of a good wife you know.”

I sighed how could I fix this? If I didn’t find a way, then Charlotte was going to stay mad at me. But to be honest other than that, I had to say, I found it really fucking hot that she couldn’t help but want to be knocked up with my seed. Was it really wrong the things I did to her? She was a natural submissive. She needed someone to look after her and give her purpose. I’d learned that with mom and Charlotte. If she constantly wanted to please me sexually and carry my children that was a purpose and one that I personally could really enjoy. Charlotte didn’t want her begging me for a baby or crying when she wasn’t pregnant. There was an easy fix and my body was already on board with it. Just the thought of watching the pure little pastor’s daughter swell with my child all the while needing me to fuck her mouth, tits, ass and pregnant pussy really got me harder than anything to date. “I can’t give you a baby yet Slut because I haven’t finished purifying you, have I? An impure wife shouldn’t carry the seed of one of God’s messengers, should she?”

“Oh! No master! You must finish cleansing me before I am fit to carry your child in my womb. I forgot I wasn’t pure, because I want your baby so badly, Master.”

I lifted her to her feet and turned her, so she was leaning over the dining room table. “Then it’s a good thing I’m ready to finish purifying your sinful holes isn’t it lut?”

Chastity reached behind her as she rested her upper body on the table and spread her legs as far as they could. Then she grasped her ass cheeks and pulled them apart giving me a perfect view of her pink virgin star. “Oh YES MASTER! Please shove your Holy Staff up my last sinful hole and purify it with you righteous essence so I’m fit to carry your child.”

My dick was so hard the head was turning purple with need. I lined up at her tiny anal star and wondered if my dick would even be able to penetrate her. She was so tight. I knew if it hadn’t been for my physical changes what I was about to do would have been sheer agony for her. Yet, I wanted to make it easy on me too; so I did the only thing I could think of to get her to relax her sphincter muscle. “Good Girl Slut.”

Chastity screamed in ecstasy and I watched as her asshole opened in shut in time with her orgasm. When it winked at me the next time, I shoved myself in her to the hilt. The warm tight rhythmic squeezing of her anal muscles was the most exquisite feeling I’d experienced yet. It drove me beyond lust into some kind of animalistic need to claim every inch of this tight passage. I slammed in and out of her as hard and as fast as I could. All the while she was screaming in ecstasy about how I was cleansing her last hole of all sin. “OH GOD MASTER! FEELS SO GOOD YOU’RE POUNDING AWAY ALL MY SINFULNESS. SO GOOODDDDDD!!! CUMMING FOR YOU MASTER!! YOUR HOLY STAFF IS MAKING ME CUMMMMMMMM SOOOOOOOOO MUCCHHHHHH!!!! MAKE ME PURE!! FILL ME WITH YOUR CLEANSING FLOOD SO I’LL BE WORTHY OF YOUR CHILDREN!”Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

That was the last straw. I slammed as deep into her as I could go and roared as I coated the inside of her intestines with my cum. Jet after Jet sprayed deep in her ass and she dissolved into a puddle of ecstasy, screaming words that made no sense. It was almost religious in nature her voice giving birth to nonsense that sounded like another language. Then as the last spurt of my cum blasted into her she collapsed onto the table going limp. She’d orgasmed so hard that she’d passed out. I slowly pulled out of her rear passage, feeling the pleasant drag of her sphincter over every inch of my spent cock. I looked down at this, my fourth slave wife and felt love for her fill my heart just like with my sister, Amber and Barbie. She was mine now and would be for the rest of our lives. I still hadn’t even tried to remove her need to worship my body and crave my cum. I hadn’t tried to take away her desire to be constantly knocked up with my baby. Just thinking about her begging, me to cum in her and knock her up got me hard again. Fuck me! I wasn’t going to fix things as Charlotte had demanded, I wasn’t, because there was nothing to fix. This was how Chastity was supposed to be. My slut-wife number four, my little fuck doll who gave me child after child.

With that thought I picked up her still unconscious form and carried her to my bed, laying her with her two sister wives. No, it wasn’t Chastity I needed to fix at all. The one who needed adjusting was Charlotte. I’d resisted making changes to my sister because I loved her just as she was. However tonight my supposedly submissive sister slut had given me an order. I was the master here! She was the sub. I didn’t need to fix Chastity, I need to fix Charlotte I realized. She would have to be punished again and more harshly. Until she realized I was in charge. What I wanted was right. She had no place to question my will or demand anything from me. She had willingly given herself to me as her master. Tonight, I would ensure she understood exactly what that meant.

I walked into her room and she sat up and stared at me. “Did you fix Chastity?”

I walked over to her and shoved her back down on the bed spinning her so that she was face down as I did so. Then I took my hand and proceeded to beat her ass until it was glowing red. Charlotte screamed. “What the fuck, Greg?”

Anger consumed me and I pushed as I commanded. “Shut your mouth Slut!”

I heard her teeth click shut. “You will only open your mouth to answer me and every answer better end with master. Do you understand me?”

“Yes Master.”

I spun her over facing me. “Who are you Charlotte?”

Her face scrunched up with confusion. “I don’t understand the question Master.”

It had been a very ambiguous question I would admit. “Then I will ask another. Who is the master in this relationship?”

Her eyes widened in surprise. “You are Master?”

“That’s right I am, and Who are you in this relationship?”

“Your sister-slut wife Master.”

“What does that mean Slut?”

“It means that I’m yours Master.”

“Mine?”

“Yes Master?”

“You belong to me?”

“Yes Master.”

“Then if you belong to me who is in charge Slut?”

“You are Master.”

“I am, are you sure?”

Again, I could see the confusion on her pretty tear streaked face. “Yes Master.”

“Then why the hell are you giving me orders, Slut? Hmmm? Why are you telling me what to do?”

“I haven’t Master.”