No One Can Help Themselves

"Please!" Ally said, unable to hold herself back. "I need all of you to serve me right now." Isabella was already on her, the Latina sucking on a soft spot in the crook of her neck, and Ally reached her hands underneath Isabella's tits, feeling the sweat beneath her breasts, while the girl moaned into her neck.

"Moto, let me see that cock," Ally ordered. The tall, black man lowered his robes to reveal a thick, dark cock almost as large as Ally's own. She licked her lips, secretly satisfied that she was bigger. She tilted Isabella's willing head toward's Moto. "Isabella... which cock do you prefer?" Isabella groaned while Ally moved her hand lower and lower, feeling the girl's pussy dripping over her fingers.

"I don't care," Isa panted. "I need cock, I need..." Her tongue fell from her mouth, no more than a mindless puppy, begging for it.

"Wrong answer, chica," Ally whispered, nibbling on the Latina's ear. "Get on your knees behind me. That is your punishment." Isabella didn't protest as Ally shoved her to her knees, giving Isabella access to her butt. "That's right, Latina bitch, clean my asshole while I get to fuck whoever I want."

"Ha... ha..." Isabella's warm breath exhaled against Ally's ass, making Ally shake with anticipation. "Moto," she ordered, "As you can see -- I'm bigger. If it were the other way, maybe we could have arranged something. But as it stands, you belong beneath me, along with the Latina whore." Ally snapped her fingers, and Moto followed suit, lowering himself to his knees.

"Anything you say, my love," he said, still beneath the influence of the red pill. Soon, she felt Isabella and Moto's tongues both pressing together between her ass cheeks, running the length of her taint, pressing against the tightness of her asshole as they fought for dominance of Ally's body. She had to hold her breath so as not to scream.

"And what should I do, mistress?" Sister Enna asked. "I will do whatever you command."

"You," Ally said. "You are going to please my cock, white girl."

"Yes, mistress," Sister Enna said, still in her habit, lowering to her knees.

"No, no," Ally said, a hand beneath her chin. "Not your mouth."

"Yes, mistress," Enna said, beneath her control. "I am yours to do with what you please." In a single motion, Ally tore Enna's habit from her body, exposing her pert, perfect breasts, her unbelievably lean body, the soft sheen of her sweaty stomach. As tongues licked up and down Ally's asshole, she brought Sister Enna close, lips locking in an instant, savoring the taste of the little white woman with dark, luscious hair. Ally lifted her cock to the lips of Sister Enna's pussy -- and then felt the warmth of the priestess envelop her completely.

"Oh my god," Ally moaned into Enna's mouth. "My good, perfect fuck hole."

"Yes!" Enna agreed in an instant. "Use me, mistress. Fill me with your seed. I want nothing more than to serve you well, serve you forever." Ally watched Enna's face contort in bliss; her eyes rolled back in her head as she moaned, her breath filling Ally's nose while tongues licked up and down her body, three souls in worship to Ally's perfect, hung body. She thrusted deeper and deeper inside the small woman, her cock already twitching, pleasure coming from every imaginable source -- "YES!" Enna shouted. "YES! Cum inside me, Mistress! Make me your stupid, fucking bitch, a sleeve for you dick until the day I die! Please! Please, I need it! I Need you! Cum in me! Make me yours, forever!"

Ally couldn't refuse. She felt her load spill inside Enna's cunt, her own seed spilling out alongside her cock, as Isabella shifted in front of her to catch the falling droplets on her Latina tongue, before scaling up Ally's leg to her ballsack and licking her clean from there as well, all wall Moto, completely subjected, could not stop tonguing her ass.

This is what I want, Ally realized. This is who I'm supposed to be.

She let out a moan, breathing out over Enna, whose face suddenly shrunk beneath hers.

"What -- what are we doing?" Sister Enna asked, as if she'd just woken up. At the same moment, Moto's **** of her asshole came to a stop, Isabella's tongue retracting from her balls. "What happened to us?"

"I -- I cannot remember," Moto said, rising, searching for his clothes.

"I think... I just remember Ally and..." Isabella looked up at her from between her legs, cock still inches from her mouth.

"What did you do to us?" Sister Enna accused.