A hotel...?

"What in the hell...?"

Rachel looked around at the fancy hotel in astonishment.

She had expected many things the coordinate to lead her, but this was not in any of her suggestions.

"Hello, Ms. May I help you?"

The Hotel usher called her out as she ackwardly paced around the lobby.

"Uh, I'm Rachel Dare. I'm here to visit someone..."

Rachel replied exactly as the message told her to.

She half expected the usher to frown and ask what the hell she was talking about, the hotel guide nodded.

"Ah, yes. Mr. Theodore's room is 1609."

Rachel nodded, noting the master's nane as she took the elevator to the sixteenth floor.

[1]...[2]...[3]...

The pleasant elevator music did nothing to calm down her nerves as the floor number steadily increased.

'What could that bastard have in mind now?'

She fiddled with the edge of her black t-shirt.

The fact that the master hadn't commanded any lewd situations for him after getting the coordinate.

It was nice, sure, but it was also unnerving being normal...after all of the depraved actions she had to do to get to thie point.

[4]...[5]...[6]...

Rachel sighed, trying to ease her nerves.

She was just being paranoid after all of the madness.

All she had to do was confront the master, use her the power of the Mist on him and retrieve her mother.

But is that what you really want? Save mom?

Yes. That was all she had to do.

[7]...[8]...[9]...

Rachel looked up at the security camera.

It was stationary and motionless, but no doubt someone was watching from the other side.

For some reason, the idea made Rachel shiver with a tinge of excitment.

Someone was watching everything she did while she had no idea what was happening on the other side.

[10]...[11]...[12]...

After a short pause, Rachel glanced at the security camera.

Out of nothing but impulse, she decuded to give the security worker a small present.

"Ta da~"

[13]...[14]...[15]...

Ding!

Rachel swept around like a model, quickly put her shirt back on and marched out of the elevator.

Her face felt hotter than the sun. Her heart pounded like a hoard of charging elephants as she blindly searched for Room 1609.

That right there, that small flashing was not ordered by anyone else.

She, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, had drcided to show off her bare chest to a complete stranger on nothing but her own will.

Rachel trembled with excitement as she walked through the corridor, not knowing that flashing her tits would be the last thing she ever did with free will.

Eventually, she found where Room 1609 was.

"Alright," Rachel took a deep breath, "Let's do this..."

She stood at the front of the door, gulped and knocked three times—the final order that was written in the message.

The door swung open so eagerly that Rachel stepped back in surprise.

But the person behind the door surprised her even more.

"Oh! Sweetie, you're already here! Our master would be happy."

"M, mom?!"

Rachel stammered.

Instead of answering, Isabelle Elizabeth Dare smiled brightly and yanked her daughter into the room.

As soon as the door closed and locked behind her daughter, Isabelle coiled her arms around Rachel's neck and pulled her into a deep kiss.

"Mmm!"

Rachel's resist lasted only a couple of seconds.

She was confused and surprised, but the sudden showcase of gratification was more gladdening than anything else.

"Hmm...nng..."

So, it wasn't long before Rachel fully indulged in the sinful mother-daughter tonguing fest, rubbing bodies with each other as they lick and sucked on their lips and tongue.

But then, Isabelle suddenly retracted her tongue into her mouth.

Rachel tried to pull back, thinking she was done with kissing, but her mother gripped her neck tightly and **** something down her throat.

"Hrrcckk!!!"

Rachel had barely any time to figure out what the stuff was before her reflexes swallowed it.

Isabelle let her daughrer go and said in a slightly winded breath.

"I'm sorry, darling.

I'd just learned that you were also my master's servant, and I shouldn't have been angry at you.

My master has punished me for my wrong behaviors..."

Rachel stared at her mother's ass as a proof of her punishments.

"I hope you find it in your heart to forgive your dumb bitch of a mother..."

Isabelle shook her ass from side to side to emphasize her apology.

"Mom..."

Rachel couldn't believe what she was hearing right now.

How could have she...

...forgotten that they served the same master?

They were supposed to be mother and daughter for crying out loud!

"You know what?"

Rachel stepped forward and took a huge swing with her arm.

Slap!

"AIIEEEE!!"

Isabelle yelped as sharp pain exploded on her left ass cheek.

"There. I forgive you know."

Rachel huffed with her hands on her hips.

"Th-thank you..."

Isabelle rubbed her soar butt as she straighten her clothes.

"Now," The older ginger clapped her hands together, "Time to get you in a proper attire before meeting our master!"

"Isn't this good enough?"

Rachel asked, slightly offended that her choice of clothing wasn't good enough.

Sure, it wasn't anything fancy, but they had plenty of skin showing with multiple erotic points.

Isabelle smiled and rubbed Rachel's cheek.

"Oh, no. Your clothes are sexy, honey.

It's just that this is your first time seeing the master in person, isn't it?

Master has specifically ordered we wear what he wants for this celebratory event."

Rachel sighed and nodded.

If her master wanted it, she should follow it.

Rachel let Isabelle guide her into the changing room, not aware in the slightest that she and her mother was robbed of her free will forever...

Dr. Theodore chuckled as he rubbed a small container in his left hand.

In it, there were half a dozen pills inside. One dose of it would instantly give AGS to the person who took it.

Frankily, Theodor was surprised to find such a pill exsisted.

He had never heard any news about developing synthesized AGS during his countless seminars about the mental disorder.

The world was still trying to figure the disease in the first place, there was no way anyone could create a medicine that gave it to the taker.

Yet, here it was, in his hand.

Handed to him with the hottest MILF he had ever met, who was also dumb enough to blatantly admit what the pill does to him.

From there, he easily confiscated the pill under "Doctor's Orders", fucked the bitch into his ****, then blackmailed her equally attractive daughter.

Piper McLean might have been lucky enough to escape his hands, but he wasn't going to let these ginger bitches escape him so easily.

Knock, knock, knock.

Theodore's cock jerked from the excitement just from the door knock.

"Come in!"

The door creaked open, and his prize slowly entered.

First was Isabelle Elizabeth Dare, whom he had already painted from head to toe with his cum.

No other man would achieve the same goal as long as he had any say in it.

She was wearing the same maid outfit he had ordered her, so after a quick swipe, Theodore turned to the main prize of today.

"I, it is an honor to finally see you face-to-face, Master..."

Rachel glanced at Theodore's face, blushed furiously and looked away.

Theodore grinned. He had ordered Isabelle to corrupt her daughter's mind the same way he had ruined hers.

Currently, the mother and daughter both had countless sentences implanted into their easily manipulative brains.

[Master's orders are absolute and come above anything else.]

[I love our master no matter what, and crave his affection the most.]

[I'll be attracted to my master stronger than anyone else in the world, and I'll wanting nothing else but happiness for my master.]

...and much more.

Just any and all conditions to meet his deepest, darkest desires, Theodore put it in both of them.

And now, it was finally time to claim his reward.

"Come here and warm up my cock with your slutty tongues."

""Yes, master.""

The two women obidently huddled at Theodore's feet and extended their tongues from their lips.

Slurp-slurp-slurp...

"Ah...that's good, keep going...ooohh..."

Theodore groaned and twitched his toes as Rachel and Isabelle licked on his cock like a giant popsicle.

A double tongue job from a pair of attractive gingers were too provocative for a man nearing his 40s without a partner.

"F-f-fuuuck...!"

Theodore shuddered as his cock spurted cum all over the girls and the bedroom floor.

Rachel and Isabelle giggled and moaned with glee as their master showered them with his girthy seed.

They turned to each other and began passionately kissing again, licking off various spec of cum on each other.

"Rachel...you're so cute covered in master's jizz..."

"Mmm...you're one to say, mom...you look so sexy dripping cum like this..."

"Oh, please...call me Isabelle..."

They kept whispered heated compliments while licking each other, a site enough to quickly re-striaghten Theodore's cock.

He waited impatiently until the two pairs of green eyes turned to his raging erection.

"Now use your tits to satisfy me," Theodore grunted.

He lay on the bed, and the two vixens followed their master onto the bed and jut out their chests.

"Hoooh..."

Theodore grumbled from the back of his throat.

The pair of soft, warm flesh pressing up to his dick was truely a unique experience; certainly nothing his flat-chested ex-wife could have accomplished.

"Do you like it, Master?" Rachel purred, "Do you like our tits rubbing against your strong, throbbing us-breaker?"

She planted a short kiss on the tip and giggled when the rod jerked as if answering her rhetorical question.

"We can feel your cock pulsing, Master..." Isabelle picked up on sex-talking, "We can feel your urge to breed the cum-hungry sluts me and my daughter are..."

The mother slut breathed at the glans, specifically on the exact place where her daughter as kissed earlier, and Theodore reached his limits again.

"God's, fuck! Fuck!"

With another string of curse words, Theodore convulsly rocked his hips as he came a second time in less than 10 minutes.

"Ooohhh..."

"Haaahh..."

The two women were not disappointed however, as anything their master did was amazing, sexy and praisable in their eyes.

They rubbed the new spurts of cum on their bodies like a lotion, before sharing a knowing glance.

Rachel and Isabelle slowly crawled on the bed and rested their backs against the soft matress.

"You can choose whichever you want to fuck first, Master..." Isabelle cooed.

Then, she added with a wink, "Although I already had my share."

Rachel pouted at her mother's words.

"Well, in that case, I should be the first one to grt impregnated!"

She parted her pussylips to emphasize her point, but Isabelle scowled with a stern expression.

"Don't get on a high horse, young lady. Only the master decides who he breeds first."

Theodore stood on the bed, barely containing himself as the two gorgeous women squabbled over who should get fucked by him first.

The sluts noticed their master's lustful gaze and smiled.

""Make your choice, Master~♡""