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Chapter 207 by Spars2023 Spars2023

Wait, what?

I went along with it…

Diamond clearly wanted to be dominant and I’d been a pain. Besides, I wanted her to be dominant with others to recruit others, to be one of my lieutenants and bring me other women, to rule by my side. Or more honestly, right beneath me. And I’d been not the world’s nicest person this evening.

“My driver will take you home, while we work matters out,” Diamond said.

I laughed and nodded, tucking myself away. “Have fun. Let me know if you need anything else from me. If not, I’ll leave this, and her, in your capable hands.”

She smirked and turned back to Jasmine, “Come, my dear, we’re going to practice focusing through pleasure. Fetch your toys, I don’t think you’re ready for mine, yet.”

Jasmine staggered to her feet, but I heard, “Wait, where’s he going?” coming after me.

“He has other things, and people, to do tonight, given your performance.” Diamond said, which was the last thing I heard as I headed down. Her driver gave me a lift back to her house. I chatted with him while we drove. Interesting guy. Security and chauffeur all in one, and pretty good at both.

I thought I saw movement inside, but no one came out to chat as I grabbed my car and headed over to Kianna’s. I went in with my own key, not bothering to knock, but I wasn’t surprised to find her waiting for me, though I admit her outfit still managed to surprise me.

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“Master! Welcome to my home! I am so sorry work prevented me from serving you immediately, but I asked Asa how to make it up to you and she recommended this outfit from her closet. Does it please you?”

The visible bulge that appeared instantly answered that question.

”I see it does.” She stepped forward. “It is true, master, I do love it when you mark me with your seed, when you use me as you wish, when you prove that you own me.”

My eyes widened and cock throbbed at that. “You may undress me,” I said calmly, “while I give you your orders.”

“Thank you, master,” she instantly knelt and crawled over to me, beginning to pull off my shoes.

“You know Alina Li?”

“The harlot who seduced Pastor Li?” she paused and looked up at me with worshipful eyes, “Yes, master. She deserves to be put in her place, but Pastor Li is a good man…I couldn’t figure out how to do it without hurting him.”

I gave her a calm look and she resumed undressing me, slowly pulling off my shoes. I wasn’t helping that much. “It’s simple, I’ll sleep over Tuesday night,” and imbue her before she went out, “you’ll go to her little reading club on Wednesday morning, make sure you touch her and you’ll preach a little bit about the importance of honesty, fidelity, beauty, and charity. Then make a small donation to some worthy cause. Tell me what the others do in response and what she does, afterwards.”

Easy test of whether Her God would work, which would make this easy and getting her into the app, without ever meeting her. If it did, then taming her would be easy. But I somehow doubted it would, she seemed to just be after status and comfort, not actually religious.

She was pulling my socks off one at a time and adding them to the carefully sorted clothing. “Yes, master.”

“If you can find out more about her schedule as well, that would be helpful. If she can be redeemed, we’ll find a way to do that. If not, then the Pastor needs to be saved from this succubus, and she needs to be…restrained so she cannot harm anyone else.”

Kianna nodded eagerly. Redemption would be…tricky, given Asa’s goals, but her current faith might make it doable and being a submissive little housewife who did anything her husband (and I) said, might be a reasonable ****?

Well, I’d cross that bridge when I got to it. As Kianna rose and began to undo my belt, she sniffed my crotch like a dog. Okay, rather more arousingly than a dog, actually. Her breasts pressed into my legs and she looked up at me, “Did you use another concubine before coming to me, master?”

“Two, actually.” Kianna shuddered.

“I can smell them on you, master,” her words seemed condemnatory, but her hands were unbuckling my belt and freeing my cock from it’s cloth cage. Unlike the shoes and socks, she barely managed to just place them on the pilel. As soon as that was done she leaned forward, tongue reaching for the head of my cock, but I caught her by the hair.

“You haven’t finished undressing me, pet. No desert until you finish your chores,” I said, with a slightly mocking grin. She instantly rose and pulled off my jacket and shirt, tossing them aside randomly, then she was back on her knees and looking up at my naked body.

I nodded and a moment later she was sucking. I casually reached down, petting her head for a moment, before my grip tightened and I began to fuck my concubine’s face the way she needed and I wanted. Her hands rose, popping those massive tits out of her tiny borrowed shirt, as she presented herself and let me use her mouth like the fuckhole it was and herself as a concubine she was, about to go forth and recruit another fallen woman into my harem.

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I smiled as her throat squeezed and milked me, as her hands squeezed and milked those magnificent breasts, as every inch of her body and body language begged for my cum and moved to pleasure me. Her tongue licked the head of my shaft ever time I pulled back and her cunt was dripping onto the floor as I claimed my concubines throat and then, dialed up my semen production, I began to shoot into her stomach,” which prompted her own orgasm…but I’d dialed my semen production up so far that she actually began to recover by the time I pulled back and filled her mouth and then painted her face just like she wanted.

Her hands caught my cock as it pulled out, stroking it swiftly and aiming at her face, covering it as more and more shot out, so much I was actually concerned about dehydration, but as it slowed to a trickle, her hands shot out, grabbing a platter and sending one of her carefully chosen…random pieces of religious imagery, don’t know which one, to the ground, where it actually broke as she slid it under my still leaking dick to catch the last of my cum and that which was sliding off her face.

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She swallowed eagerly, looking up at me, eyes wide, then as she managed to regain control, began to scrape the cum off her face, onto the tray.

“Uh, what are you doing?”

Kianna smiled and said--

What?

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