Chapter 25: What A Twist!

“Look, I know you can’t tell me the private particulars of their acquisitions, but can you throw me a bone here? I am thinking of investing a good chunk of my money into this and I want to cover all my bases.”

“Bob, I know, but I can’t get any of their reps to budge. They haven’t even gone public yet, everything is controlled from their building in LA and any information is only vetted out from that building. There are the **** patents that are already public and that is it.”

Bob Franklin rubbed his temple as he rolled his eyes. Another dead end. Ever since that night when Marsha got the email about the situation at the factory, he had found his thoughts occupied by Mathias Maximus. The last time he saw him personally was the last time Marsha and he were at the factory before Jenna was born, and that experience was not one to be remembered.

That only compounded as the day began after he sent Marsha off to the airport, so he went into his office and sent this network of sources and financial liaisons to work. Frustratingly though, the operations of Maximus Pharmaceuticals seemed both incredibly suspicious and yet completely above board. Their reps kept sending any inquiry for investments into the company into a rabbit hole network of legal loopholes, and anything that is deemed close to any information is politely threatened by legal action. The company isn’t public, has filed complete taxes every year, yet it moves tons of profit for what Bob could only surmise to be minimal products.

Gabriel, the rep on the other end of the line, was told this was because that Maximus Pharma shares licensing profit with their partners in the **** they sell. Yet when Gabriel asked who their partners were, the rep on the phone was replaced by a manager and he was once again politely told that he would be sued into the mantle of the earth if he kept inquiring further.

“I can’t get to ‘em to budge Bobby, I really tried.”

“Don’t worry Gabe, I’ll have to try something else. Thanks for reaching out and keeping my involvement private.”

“Anything for you man, I keep my feelers out and see if anything shakes out of a tree. Ciao.”

Bob hung up the phone and leaned back into his chair. He tried going through different firms in Boston, New York, LA, and London to get an angle on what Maximus does in that monolith of a building. Nothing.

It was also important to note that even though Maximus was a Pharma company, they only really put out a limited range of products ranging from cough medicine to eye drops. No major **** trials, no major medical studies, just standard over the counter fair.

“What is that son of a bitch up to?” Bob whispered out loud as he looked out the window to the sprawling Manhattan visage below.

“Mr. Franklin?”

Bob turned around to see his secretary Amy standing in the door. A recent grad from Rutgers, Amy had a bright future as a financial broker. She often provides Bob with much needed insight especially since most of his business was conducted from Lustmoore. In fact, the running joke in the business was that Amy was the true financial genius of Bob’s private broker operation. Then of course, she was a 23-year-old former volleyball player with an extremely fit build and shimmering brunette hair, so her brains were also much in line with her body in terms of excellence.

“Yea Amy you can head out, I will lock up tonight.” Bob sighed as he turned to his desk and began to shut everything down.

“Any luck on your search?” She said as she walked into the room.

“No unfortunately, I will have to try something else.”

“Maybe I can take a crack at it? Get some fresh eyes?” Amy pointedly asked as she opened files on Bob’s desk with the Maximus portfolio. She never turned down the chance at a challenge.

“Sure, I will be working from home all week so have at it.” Bob said as he got up from his desk and grabbed his bag.

“Maybe I can come home and work with you, would be easier if you had a fresh set of eyes right near you.” Amy said as she bit her lip ever so slightly.

“Now, now. I am a married man Amy, if you keep seducing me, we might have to talk about disciplinary action.” Bob cockily replied. Besides her obvious qualifications, Bob hired Amy on the spot for one other reason. When he asked her what her goals were, she said they were to become a full private broker like him, to become financially stable, and to help him out with the raging hard on he had under his desk. He was so caught by surprise that he almost relented, but seeing as she wasn’t a Graduate, the sex would have probably sent her into shock. Any normal boss would have shown her the door, but Bob respected her blunt honesty. She was one of his best assets.

“Who said anything about seducing?” She playfully replied as she turned to go, “Although I wouldn’t be against discipline, maybe your wife can implement it while you oversee the implementation.”

Bob fought every fiber of himself from pouncing on Amy right now as she winked and walked out the door. What made it even worse was he knew Marsha would jump at the chance to do it. She would tie him to a chair and make him watch as she brought upon Amy’s bisexual awakening, but it would be worth it none the same.

His thoughts quickly went to Marsha, and Jenna. His wife and only daughter, at The Factory at the same time. It was going to be insanity. With Mathias Maximus wrapped up in it too. Something is coming, and his family seems to be right in the way.

Bob locked up his office and went to head home.

Maybe Marsha or Jenna would stumble across the piece he was missing.

…

Magnus and Jenna continued to stare at each other for at least 5 minutes.

The only sound permeating through being the tub currently containing Misty whirring away through its processes.

They did not really know how to respond to each other.

Magnus for his fault walked in without knocking or saying hello and seemingly scared Jenna out of her skin while she was deep in thought about something.

Jenna, well, her issue was more internal. As soon as Magnus walked in, she was now fighting the sudden inhuman urge to get on her knees and tear off his pants.

COCK. USE IT. TRAIN WITH IT. THE COCK WILL MAKE YOU LEARN!

“Learn what?”

Jenna shook her head at the sound of Magnus again asking her the same question, finally breaking the loud record playing in her head.

“Sorry, I didn’t see you there…I need to put a bell on that door or something…” Jenna sighed as she realized people had a habit of just walking into her lab and startling her.

“I would have knocked but the door was already opened, and it sounded like you were arguing with somebody so I kind of snooped, sorry that sounds creepy.” Magnus said apologetically as he scratched the back of his neck.

He was dressed in a simple outfit, well simple in standards to this place. A tight blue golf shirt barely contained his continuously growing musculature, while a crisp pair of navy-blue dress pants also barely managed to hide the now 10-inch bulge in his pants. He could understand why guys would want the first thing that changed for them here to be the size of their penis, but there must be someone else here that had to agree that the larger the cock the more of a fucking hassle it was to find clothing that would not make it blatantly obvious you were packing a log of ham.

Jenna, however, was now making direct eye contact with this thinly wrapped package like a crocodile closing in on a pet dog in the everglades.

THE COCK GLISTENS. IT SHINES. IT TASTES BETTER THAN ANY FEAST. TASTE IT! LEARN!

“So, what was it that you were learning?” Magnus said, once again snapping Jenna away from the drill sergeant in her head and its COCK march of the day.

“Oh…right…well…I was just frustrated over the numbers coming back from the tests on my machine, just trying to make sense of them, just talking to myself I guess.” She fibbed quickly

“Your machine…wow, this is all you Jenna?” Magnus said as he finally took in the entire lab. The tub currently containing Misty bubbled away as the hum of several machines and the low blinking of displays gave the room an odd calmness, “Miles away from rickety robot arms made out of erector sets and rubber bands.”

Jenna smirked as an image of a chubby camp-mate that helped her calibrate a mock robot arm in a room with other teens trying and failing to get their arms to respond or even move. They did though, it even chucked an orange at a camp counselor.

COCK ON YOUR LIPS IS WHA….

Shut up already!

“You could say I went up a couple difficulty levels.” She laughed as Magnus walked up and investigated the bubbling pink solution that obscured the form of Misty.

Both lightly laughed and fell once again to a awkward silence.

Well? Come on don’t just let it hang there!

IT SHOULD BE HANGING BETWEEN YOUR TITS

Be! Quiet!

“Arthur. We should catch up.” Jenna finally piped up.

“Magnus. My name is Magnus.” Magnus said by impulse with a noted sense of dread.

“That’s another thing. Magnus? When did that happen?”

“It’s a long story. A lot can happen between summer camp and both of us being enrolled in a Sex Illuminati.”

“Well. I have nothing but time right now. I mean, we have been spending the last few weeks making out and giving each other hand jobs and fingering, we can sit down and have a conversation like two humans for once. We have been ducking each other for long enough.” Jenna insisted as she pushed a roller chair over to him and pointed for him to sit down.

“Fill me in Magnus, what have you been up to?”

Magnus gulped as he sat down. He had to talk to her. Anything to get a sense of what his Uncle could possibly want with her…Well, he could think of several things his Uncle could want and all of them made him internally wretch. He took a deep breath and looked back at Jenna.

“About three months after camp ended, my mom and dad died in a car crash.”

The dumbfounded look on Jenna’s face keyed in that maybe he should have gone into that one slowly.

“Yea, sorry, I tend to get that out of the way first. They were away on a business meeting in Europe when they got broadsided into a gulch. Then I was adopted by my uncle, he was the one who insisted that I change my name to Magnus.”

“Well at least you still had family to go to. I can’t imagine what it was like losing both your mom and Dad in one day.” Jenna said sympathetically.

“Yea it was rough for a few years, Mathias isn’t exactly what you would call the most parental type. I was taken care of by staff more often than him,” Magnus said with a lump in his throat, staff of course was his way of describing the sluts Mathias would rotate through his bed, “But he paid for my education, food, clothing, anything I needed. So even if he was extremely hands off, he at least kept me alive.”

“Always a good sign,” Jenna laughed as Magnus laughed back.

They spent the next few minutes filling in the usual missing gaps of two friends with no contact. Magnus ended up going to Cornell for law and business studies, Jenna to Columbia for Biological Science. He was fast tracked to an executive position in Maximus Pharma, she spent her graduate tenure developing the tank and its processes. They fell into a conversation like they never left that rock overlooking the lake that summer.

“3 degrees, fuck Jenna, I always knew you were smart but that is insane!”

“4 degrees thank you! I would have gone for a fifth to tell you the truth, but I needed time to sleep and eat.” She said sarcastically.

“Oh well excuse me professor! I will remember all your qualifications moving forward.”

Jenna laughed as she realized something.

“Arthur, whoop, sorry, Magnus. How did you end up here? At the Factory?”

“Oh…yea…my uncle is a Graduate, he kind of sprung it on me one day. You?”

“My parents. And yea, they sprung it on me too.” Jenna said sheepishly. They both knew that sprung was more like sprayed all over them.

“It all seems insane right? This whole place? It almost doesn’t feel real!” Magnus said as he leaned back in his chair, giving Jenna a sudden unobstructed view of his half hard meat display.

Come on, that just isn’t fair, that can’t be that big.

“Yea. Insane. But they gave me the funding to finally finish my work, so it feels real to me.” Jenna said as she felt a familiar warmth grow up her body.

“I mean, miracle **** that transform your body? It's something out of sci fi! To think that our families have been in on the game for so long.” Magnus positioned, hoping that maybe the slight rattle might give some insight.

“It isn’t just the body, the mind is enhanced too, remember? These treatments change us to better humans overall if the proof is to be believed.” Jenna said as she got out of the chair and walked to him.

“How are we supposed to know that, what kind of things could these **** be planting into our heads?

“Well amongst other things, enhanced intelligence, problem solving skills, social cue awareness…” It was now that Jenna sat on Magnus’s lap, straddling his waist facing him.

Magnus couldn’t help himself as a twitch went through his cock, slowly getting it hard. He could not avoid the sudden moistness coming from the crotch of Jenna’s sweatpants.

“Uh. Yea. Social Cues…” He stammered as Jenna locked her hands behind his neck.

Make it slow. Let him know we are in charge here.

“Plus, who can complain about the evolving understanding of sex itself? Sex has always been on of the wildly exaggerated or dismissed aspects of human existence. Don’t you feel like this place removes all that and shows it for the wonderful, beautiful, rapture that it is?”

Jenna gasped as she felt Magnus grab the back of her ass as he tried to adjust himself in his seat. He was trying to get her off him, but it ended up pulling her even closer.

“Honestly…no…it feels robotic…like it takes all the human aspects out of it and just makes the people here sex addicts with big brains. Don’t you think that destroys what having sex should be?” Magnus admitted as he looked into Jenna’s eyes.

COCK!!!! COOOOOCK!!! YOU MUST LEARN, GET IT OUT AND…

No! We are about to break through!

Jenna looked back at him and felt a pang of emotion rocket through her heart. Below her was the same friend who sweetly kissed her before the end of a magical summer. The friend she wish she never left behind.

“Maybe to some…but Magnus…Arthur…I think I can show you more than that.” Jenna whispered as she leaned in and kissed him on the lips.

Magnus initially resisted, but the warmth present in Jenna repeated in his body and he felt himself returning the kiss with passion.

Their kisses in class were nothing more than exercise. It felt good, but it was rote. This. This felt like their first kiss. They began to progress more, now introducing tongues into each other’s mouths. They could taste each other, and they were exquisite. Jenna wrapped her arms around Magnus and pulled him into her, pressing her fingers into his back, while he began to grab her ass cheeks and lightly massage them.

Jenna’s pussy was now fully wet and soaking her pants, rapidly increasing as she felt the quickly hardening rod of Magnus pressing against her labia. She pushed back and ripped off her shirt, revealing a pair of rock-hard nipples on her now natural D breasts. Magnus leaned forward and like it was second nature began to flick her right nipple with his tongue.

Jenna moaned as she held his head against her chest, little shocks going through her body with every lick and nibble Magnus provided. She brought him up to her lips once more as her hand went down and grabbed his now turgid cock.

Magnus gasped, he went to tell her not to, but she put a finger to his mouth while tutting him.

“Wow, Arthur, for somebody so worried about this place, it seems to be treating you well.” Jenna whispered as she slowly unzipped his pants and reached into his underwear. Magnus could only watch, frozen in place, as she flipped his cock out of his underwear. Jenna stared at it for a while, admiring it, seeing it from every angle as she slowly began to jerk Magnus’s cock with her hands.

Holy shit, look at it, it is perfect. We need a cock like this, it is the perfect one to…

LEARN. WITH.

Jenna’s eyes went wide as she took the tip of Magnus’s cock into her mouth and slowly began to slip it further down her throat.

SUCK. LICK. SUCK. LICK. SUCK. LICK.

Magnus stiffened up in his seat as he felt his cock dip deeper into Jenna’s throat, it was halfway down before Jenna felt herself gag and let it come back out, coating it entirely with her tongue.

UNACCEPTABLE. YOU MUST TAKE THE WHOLE COCK.

Jenna went forward and took it further down her mouth, feeling her gag reflex kick in at about 8 inches. Magnus threw his head back and grunted, feeling his cock swell with primal need.

YOUR MOUTH IS A HOLE. A HOLE FOR HIS PLEASURE. YOU MUST LEARN TO MAKE IT SO.

Jenna urged her throat to take the final two inches of his cock, barely able to breath. She reached out her tongue as she hit the base of her glorious cock and licked the front side of Magnus’s ball sack.

That was all Magnus needed. He yelled as he let loose in Jenna’s throat, pumping her stomach with a huge load of cum. Jenna felt her eyes roll back into her head as she came too, feeling the sticky wetness form inside of her.

YES. CUM IS YOUR LIFE. CUM IS YOUR SUSTENANCE. CUM IS GOD!

As one last twitch went through Magnus, Jenna quickly brough herself off his cock, taking a gasping breath and letting loose a glob of spit, leaning back on her knees as she relished in the taste of the cum, she longed for. That she needed.

“Jenna! Holy shit, what was that! That was…”

“Everything.” She responded as she licked her fingers, got up and sat right back in his lap to kiss him again.

She felt on fire, like everything was finally right. That the cock she just inhaled made everything fit together. And yet.

It wasn’t enough.

How could it be enough.

She only made him cum once. Once!

No Graduate would quit at once.

She needed more. He had to have more.

How else would she…

LEARN.

She broke the kiss and leaned into Magnus’s ear, daintily licking it before breaking into a whisper.

“Why don’t I get that cock hard again, and then I can show you more?”

Magnus felt a twitch rock through him as he almost got up to put her there himself, but then Jenna leaned in again and whispered again,

“Let me please you, Master.”

Magnus shoved Jenna off him hard, and he shot up from the chair, his cock immediately softening, going limp in an instant. Jenna yelped as she landed with a thud on the floor and slid into her desk landing against the back of it with a dull thud.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” She yelled with ferocity as he jumped up rubbing the back of her head.

Magnus just stared at her. He felt a shiver went up his spine as he recalled the many a time he walked in on his uncle railing a new assistant or secretary. All those moments had one thing in common, they all begged for more, to please him.

And they all called him Master.

“Why did you call me that?” was all that he could croak out as she angrily walked up to him.

“Call you what? All I said was I wanted to please you Magnus, and then you throw me against my desk? You could have cracked my skull you idiot!” She said with a sudden fire in her voice. A guttural rage. The rage of somebody who wanted nothing more than to have a cock in her pussy. How else could she learn?

“No. I know what you said. I. I have to go.” Magnus said as he zipped up his pants and made for the door.

NO. NO! THE COCK MUST STAY! TWO MORE HOLES TO PLEASE IT! MAKE IT STAY!

“WAIT! Don’t go!” Jenna screamed as she threw herself in front of the door, blocking Magnus from exiting.

“Get out of my way Jenna!” He now angrily replied with a growl.

“No please! I’m sorry I yelled at you. Please stay. Please! I need you to…”

“TO WHAT! To fill you full of cum like the rest of the sluts here?! What happened to showing me more than that huh? What was that? Just a ploy to get into my pants?” Magnus yelled at her now.

“No that…that’s not…I mean…” She stammered as she realized what she had done. She started wanting to make love to Magnus, and it turned on it’s head to just pleasing his cock. Like his cock was the only thing that mattered.

“Don’t give me excuses. I have heard enough of them here. I am not some stunt cock to live out your weird factory fantasy. Go find some other living dildo, there are plenty here to choose from!” Magus said, angry and hurt, as he sidestepped Jenna and ran out the door.

“Magnus, ARTHUR, wait!” Jenna called out to no avail as the footsteps faded down the hall to the main atrium.

Jenna stayed on her knees for a while, feeling tears roll down her face. What was wrong with her? Was he right? Was she just destined to become another bimbo? A literal Factory line Graduate, designed to forever eat cock and pussy, and fuck until she couldn’t see anymore?”

YES!

Suddenly an alarm sound shook her out of her stupor, the machines at her desk indicating that Misty’s treatment was complete. She wiped her eyes and got up to get to the patient apparatus to get her out of there. Before she could get there, a wet SPLORCH made her look to her right as a pink solution-soaked hand reached up from the tank and grasped the side of the structure.

Misty Farber was always impatient.

Misty Noxx was even more so.

…

Mathias sat in his chair at his regal home desk as the many board members droned on and on and on about expenditures and profit margins. He hated board meetings, they were so droll and unexciting. It was always the same thing since he restructured the company himself. Profits were up, so were stocks, their products were more popular than ever. Yet these fools insisted on hosting these archaic meetings. No doubt to assure themselves that they had a shred of power in how Maximus Pharma was run.

Morons. The only power they had was over what kind of toilet got put in their executive offices. Mathias pulled every string around here. A thought that made him smirk.

“Mathias? Did you hear my question, or did I cut out?”

Mathias sighed as he click the button to unmute his microphone.

“What?” He growled.

The CTO on the other end, name of whom Mathias did not remember nor cared to bother to remember, gulped as he restated his questions.

“I was curious why your latest round of Q3 adjustments have shifted most of our funding to the black building R&D? Normally they don’t get such a large percentage.”

Mathias let his mouth curl into a menacing smile.

“I assure you, those funds are being used appropriately.” Matias rumbled back.

“I have not doubt Mr. Maximus, but it is such a abnormal sum…”

Mathias pressed a button on his desk. The CTO didn’t have time to finish before a hand reached into frame and the video cut feed. The rest of the board looked a bit shaken as no doubt they would have a new CTO as early as tomorrow.

“Now, I am quite tired, so I will leave you all. Let me know when the next meeting is, and I will be present.” Mathias finally said as she shut off the video call.

He got up from his desk at home and turned to face the grand vista of his lawn of the manor. Ever since he started developing his secret project there was always questions about what was being cooked up in R&D. The answer was always the same. Male employees were dealt with, while female employees were shown the product. Then in a few weeks they would come up to Mathias’s office to receive a supplementary sample of his cock. After that, they would stop asking questions. They always did.

The only hitch was in the final stage of the ****. The final test. He needed to receive final concrete proof that it could permanently alter an individual to become the perfect Bimbo ****. So far the **** would wear off, leaving the taker with nothing but a case of memory loss and a slightly slimmer figure. The only instances of permanent change would be if they went through the rigorous training and transformation of the Factory, and that he only saved for a select few. The depraved few that wanted to become a slavering cock-sleeve in his plan. He wanted the **** to outright make the taker become a different person, one he could bend to his will. He would check every day from Wendy to see if there were results, but no avail.

Patience, he would remind himself, patience would always result in a better boon. But he could not help feeling a twinge of frustration deep in his balls with every passing day.

“Master, is your boring meeting finally over?”

Mathias turned to see one of his sluts standing in the doorway. Correction, his current Number One slut. She wore nothing but a diaphanous blue robe that showed off her massively enhanced body, big silicone tits and ass that defied gravity, a fit body that never showed any weight gain, perky cheekbones that lead to dusky eyes and a long flowing mane of crimson hair that fell in piles down to the bottom of her glorious ass and gave way to a pair of phenomenal legs. She was the best that money could buy. She was Mathias’s first successful transformation, and one done from outside the bounds of the Factory no less. His proof that he could make a Bimbo out of anybody, no training required, just from his supplements.

“Yes, finally, come here, I want to see you strut.”

She giggled as she sauntered over to her Master, swinging her bountiful hips from side to side as she walked masterfully on 7-inch heels. Mathias felt his cock get immediately hard. Seeing her this way was one of his greatest joys in life.

“Do you like my robe Master? I picked it today since it shows off my body but also allows me to tie it and make my cleavage pop! Do you like it?”

“Yes Samantha, I love it.” Mathias said, noting the massive orgasm that rocked her body as soon as he affirmed anything positive about her.

Mathias never remembered the names of any of the sluts currently occupying his residence. The numbered from 7 to 25 at a time, he didn’t have time to remember the name of property. He would always remember Samantha though. You always remember your first and so far best conquest.

“Tell me Samantha, are you happy?” Mathias asked like he had a thousand times before.

“Of course, Master! I love being your number one slut! This body you got me is out of this world and it makes me so, SO, happy that it can make you cum!” Samantha tittered as she threw herself at Mathias, immediately rubbing the outline of Mathias in his pants, now fully erect.”

“You have no regrets? No issue with how you became this way?” Mathias continued as he unbuckled his trousers and let his cock flop free, fully erect.

“Why would I? My old life was so boring! My stupid husband never fucked me like you Master! He never had a cock that would break the boundaries of my mind and make me know it was all I needed. God thinking about it just makes me so wet!” She moaned as she immediately transferred to her knees and began to blow Mathias with a masterful tempo.

“So, you don’t miss him? Have no problem with what I did to him?”

Samantha looked up at him after bottoming out on his member, and Mathias noticed a slight twitch in her eyes as she contacted him. A slight fault of course, evidence of the side effects from his first tests. A little bit of her old self trying to break out. In some ways he enjoyed that, knowing that this new personality was the one in charge.

“Nope! He was weak, and his cock was impure. Not like yours Master. Having him crash in that ravine in Europe was perfect! Then I could leave my old life and become the ultimate Bimbo, devote my time to you. How else was I going to learn! How else was I going to finally realize that your cock is sacred, that your cock is all I need, that all my holes and my body are meant to please you? That your cum is god?” She moaned as she stood up and leaned back, effortlessly impaling herself on Mathias, sliding down until his cock was fully sheathed inside her tight pussy.

Mathias smiled. He had to admit that was all a masterstroke of his design. He was always jealous of his brother; he had the family company and his lovely wife. Now he had both. And now his former Sister-In-Law was his current prized possession.

He grabbed Samantha by her waist and began to hoist her back and forth off his cock, using her as a toy to pleasure himself. She began to moan and babble about how great it was, how wonderful it felt, how it was the only thing she needed. He came quickly and hard, filling her up inside and letting her fall to the floor, continuing to coat her ass and back as she drooled from the cum.

“Excellent Samantha. That is exactly what I wanted to hear. I can’t wait until we finally move onto my next phase and show what you can do for the world. Your Son may even get on the action, he is currently at the factory you know.”

“He is?!” She squealed in delight as she finished lapping up the remnants of her Master’s cum from the floor.

“You mean my own son is becoming a big cock stud like you!”

“Yes, he is excelling at his classes and growing quite the cock on him.” He said with a sinister grin. He honestly did not care about Magnus’s progress; this was all for his enjoyment.

“My own son! Joining you to fuck the world! Oh Master it makes my pussy so wet just thinking about it.” She gasped as she went knuckle deep into her cunt with three fingers.

“That’s right. Magnus will come around eventually. Who knows, maybe if he plays his cards right, I will let you get a taste yourself.”

He noted a slightly more noticeable twitch in her facial expression. The inner personality no doubt horrified at the idea of taking her own son. The bimbo that ruled this body though, she was up for anything.

“Master. I would be honored to be his first conquest, his first ****, you both can share me, it will be one big happy family!” She yelped in glee as she bent over his desk to present her last unused hole and spread her cheeks.

Mathias laughed a deep satisfied chuckle as he plunged into Samantha asshole with his cock, sending her eyes cross eyed as she came hard on the floor.

He himself couldn’t wait to see the look on Magnus’s face when he reunited him with his long-lost Mother.

It would be the last thing he sees before his uses to him came to an end.

Note from Ted. Well, that was dark. If anybody feels like this is veering too dark throw your concerns in the comments, I can always readjust. Hope you like what I have been putting down so far!