On the beach

Helen stood in the shade of the palm tree, watching the scene on the moonlit beach. Zoltan stood some distance away, between her and the shore. He was now turned away from her, looking towards the sight of Stacy as she stopped swimming and began to rise from the glistening water and start to walk up the beach towards him.

Helen noticed a dramatic change in the way her daughter moved. Her broad young hips swung in a much more confident and provocative fashion than usual. Her fit, toned body was naked except for the small bikini she wore, and she looked magnificent in the moonlight.

She was walking directly towards Zoltan and her body language made it quite clear that she was trying to maximise her appeal to the huge naked man. A man she barely knew! Helen almost stepped from the shadows and called to her daughter, to remind her of her boyfriend back home, to stop her from behaving like a brazen slut.

But she couldn’t bring herself to do it. And on some level, a level she didn’t want to admit to herself, she didn’t want to stop Stacy. In fact, the idea of her gorgeous daughter cheating on her boyfriend with this brutish older man, was incredibly exciting to her...

Stacy walked towards Zoltan, smiling wickedly and savoring the sight of the hulking naked man. Yes, DEFINITELY a more impressive specimen than her boyfriend. What fine breeding stock this one would make! But a quiet voice whispered deep in her mind that breeding was no longer her destiny. From now on, she would only flirt, seduce, corrupt and fuck. Oh, there would be a lot of fucking…

She was just about to reach the muscular giant when she was surprised to hear her mom’s voice calling to her.

Once again, Helen had fought an inward struggle and rejected the forbidden and perverse ideas that kept creeping into her mind! With an effort of will, she had taken control of herself, and clearing her throat, stepped out in to the light and called to her daughter.

“Stacy, come back to the beach house! It’s too late for swimming. You don’t know these waters, there could be sharks!”

She ignored Zoltan, almost pretending she hadn’t noticed him, although it would have been impossible not to.

Stacy felt a moment of disappointment, than a flood of embarrassment and shame. Had she really been about to offer herself to the Varkos’ driver? What had come over her? She ran past the hulking brute and went to join her mother.

Relieved that she had prevented her daughter from doing something she'd almost certainly regret, Helen just pointed back at the house and her Stacy hurried towards her room. Helen walked behind her, more slowly, her mind trying to make sense of the weird and erotic atmosphere that seemed to have enveloped them all.

What was happening to her, to all of them? Why were they behaving so strangely? Something about the island seemed to be getting to them, and things seemed to have taken a darker turn since that night at the Varko house. They had to keep control of themselves!

As she watched Stacy enter the house ahead of her, she was about to head for her own bedroom and rejoin Kent in their bed, when she hear faint, rhythmic sounds of grunting, panting and moaning coming from Richard and Amanda’s room.

Her mind tried to resist, but she found herself walking quietly towards the large window of the Graves’ bedroom.

Moonlight was streaming into the room and it was easy to see the couple on the bed. But Helen’s eyes widened with surprise when she made sense of what she was seeing. Richard Graves was on the double bed, on all fours. He was doing most of the grunting and panting as his stunning blonde wife was crouching behind him, her glorious tits bouncing as she thrust slowly and powerfully into him from behind.

Helen could dimly make out a system of straps around Amanda’s waist, and realized she was wearing a strap-on, which she was using to fuck her husband’s ass!

This was the last thing she had expected to see. Was Richard bisexual? How could he take pleasure from this degrading act? And yet, from the sounds he made and the enthusiastic way he humped his pelvis back to meet his wife’s thrusts, it certainly looked as though he was enjoying himself!

Helen remembered her own excitement when she’d dreamed about the possibility of being ass-fucked by Zoltan, and once again felt the fires of intense arousal burning within her. Unconsciously, one of her hands crept down and began rubbing at her pussy through the thin fabric of her bikini, while her other hand crept under her t-shirt and began fondling one of her hard nipples.

All thoughts of the inappropriateness of the situation were lost for the moment, and she moaned with pleasure, as she watched the torrid scene playing out before her…

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In the cavern beneath the Varko house, Arman was still sitting within the arcane circle, but now he held the figurine of Helen in one hand while he jerked his stiff cock with the other. In a harsh grunting voice, he continued to chant the incantations that would help to batter down Helen’s resistance and unleash the perverse slut that he knew was imprisoned within her and who yearned to be free.

As the chant reached its climax so did he, and his cock erupted, spurting hot viscous jizz over the hand that held the statuette. His chanting ended in ragged gasps and he smeared his slimy seed over the tiny replica of the woman, hoping this spell would be successful. But Helen Walker had shown that she had formidable resistance to the powers of evil…

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Rubbing her pussy more insistently as she watched the couple, Helen was filled with the almost irresistible desire to enter the room and join them. She wanted to suck Richard’s cock while Amanda fucked his ass with the dildo. She wanted to lick Amanda’s glorious tits as Richard ate her pussy. She wanted to take a turn with that dildo and discover what it felt like to take a man roughly from behind.

She wanted it all, and most of all, she wanted to cheat on her husband while he slept only a short distance down the hall, no doubt lost in his own depraved erotic dreams of Sofia Varko, that latex-clad whore!

But no! She had to fight it! She had to…had to…