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Being so focused on Dt. Peterman, I hadn't been paying much attention to Nancy. That changed when I came back in and saw her practically in tears.

"Hey! What's wrong, Nance? You look upset." I said, hurrying over to her. I put a hand on her shoulder, and that must have been a signal to her to let go. She threw her arms around me and buried her head in my chest.

"Oh, Matt, this is just so overwhelming! I was such an idiot today, and you have been so nice to me! I don't deserve this! I am such a terrible person and an even worse mother!" She wailed.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," I said. "Nance I get you're upset; anyone would be, but I am happy to help you, and I don't know why you would think you're a bad person, let alone a bad mother. I think you are a bit emotional right now because you had to go through telling everything to the detective again." I was rubbing her back, trying to comfort her. She was trying to see if it was possible to compress her very large breasts into my stomach.

"Thank you, Matt; it means a lot that you came here right away to help me. At least it looks like you might have found a new lady friend with the detective." She sniffed, wiping away her tears and finally releasing her **** grip.

I froze like a deer in the headlights. How the fuck didn't I realize that I was flirting with that detective right in front of Nancy? To her, I am a happily married man! Shit, she thinks I am trying to step out on Jen. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Nancy definitely noticed my change in expression and demeanor.

"Matt, it's OK. When I was on the phone with Jen, she let me in on your little secret. I have to say I was a little surprised and upset when Jen first told me, but after she explained it, I realized that if you guys are happy and everyone is consenting, then who am I to be a prude about it?" She said it with a little reassuring smile.

It is funny that some expressions in the English language are literal, like "put the pedal to the metal," and some are more figurative, like "kill two birds with one stone." I always thought the expression "you could knock me over with a feather" was a more figurative one. But surprise, in this moment, it was a very literal feeling. She knew about everything. What did that mean? She couldn't possibly know everything! She would have thought her daughter had gone insane! But at the same time, she is so accepting of what is going on here. Jesus, did Jen use her voice of persuasion over the phone? Can she even do that? I had to find out what she knew without giving away all my cards!

"Listen Nance...." I started slowly.

"Matt, really, it's OK. If you and Jen like to have a threesome every once in a while or you do some scouting, as she called it, for women on your own, It is not my place to pass judgment. Besides, that detective was very attractive; I'm not surprised you were flirting with her after being stuck here with frumpy old me." She said bashfully

"Nance, I want you to know Jen is the one who wanted to start adding people to the bedroom; it was not my idea." I started.

"I know, honey, she said she practically had to beg you; it's one of the reasons I was able to accept it,because it was at her insistence." She smiled, trying to let me know it really was okay.

"Well, now I am the one a little overwhelmed." You said. "Maybe I should get back to working on your computer and credit card issues." I said, hoping to change the subject.

"Sure, honey, I am going to change into something more comfortable; these clothes are killing me. I think I am going to brew a cup of coffee. Do you want one?" She said this while walking away from me.

"Sure, that would be great. I'll see what cards I can do over the website and which ones you're going to have to call. Now that the websearch is done, I can hook it up to your computer and get it running again." I said this as I was already switching back into work mode.

After about 15 minutes, Nance came back with a cup of coffee. I took a sip and turned to tell her which credit card companies she needed to call to verify she needed to cancel and have new cards sent out. What I saw almost made me do a spittake and definitely made me cough from inhaling bean juice. My mother-in-law was wearing a silk nightgown, apparently without a bra on, and a sheer bathrobe over top. Her nipples were clearly tenting the fabric off her massive islands that were her breasts. Creating a strain on the fabric. She was bending over giving me a very good look at her two large pale orbs. That were now in my face.

"Nancy, what are you wearing?" Or not wearing would be the better question.

"It was starting to get late, so I changed into my nightgown and robe. You don't mind, do you?" She said this while gathering her completely sheer robe around her sexy nightgown.

I looked at my laptop; it was 7 p.m.; that's not late! "Maybe I should come back tomorrow, Nance; if you're getting tired, we can finish up then..." I said it cautiously.

"No!" She practically shouted. "I...I am fine. I really want to get this done tonight, Matt. I don't think I could sleep knowing these jerks are buying stuff with my money! Please stay and help me finish this!"Nancy begged.

"Ok, don't get upset; you just surprised me is all. " I tried to play it off as no big deal; I decided it was just best to hurry up and get through these last few things so I could call it a night.

So I had Nancy make the phone calls. I had already uploaded the police report to all of the websites for her credit cards, and we made it through all of the new card send-outs. We changed all of her old passwords. While she grabbed some peach cobbler for dessert, I thanked Nancy and told her that I was almost done. She excused herself and headed upstairs to brush her teeth and get ready for bed.

While she was upstairs, my laptop pinged, letting me know it had broken the encryption on the computer. The FBI warning went away, and it was replaced by the website she was looking at before the ransomware attack. Porn, specifically stepmother porn—her history showed dozens of similar visits, some even being three-some and free- use porn. Remember that whole knock me over with a feather thing? Yeah, definitely feeling it again. I had to figure out what in the hell is going on here! I grabbed my phone and called Jen.

"Hello, Master, how are things going?" Jen said it seductively. I knew immediately that something was up.

"Jen, I order you right now to tell me what is going on with your mother and what part you played in it." I scream/whispered into the phone.

"Yes, Master, my mother called about the scam she got on her computer. I was talking to her, and she started asking about you. I could tell she was still thinking about the other day when I talked to her about your sexual prowess. I told her that she should pursue you and that we had basically a mutually respectful agreement that we could invite whoever we wanted back to the bedroom, or you were free to sleep with a woman on your own if you wanted too. She was a little taken aback by that, but I used the voice on her so she would understand, and then she was fine with it. She told me she couldn't stop thinking about you and had pleasured herself to some pictures of you since my visit and wanted to be sure I was ok if she slept with you tonight as a reward for your help."

"JEN, what the fuck?! I thought we were going to take this slow and figure out the best candidates for the harem! Why did you go behind my back and not tell me about this?" I fumed.

"I am so sorry, Master. Once I got to talking with my mom, I could feel her need for you. I couldn't let her suffer, and when the opportunity came, I was compelled to get her to be okay with sleeping with you and other women. I hadn't meant to talk her into this, but she had been obsessing about it since earlier this week, and I couldn't watch her suffer like that. I know you find her attractive, and once she is your ****, she won't have a problem with the three of us together. We can have her move in,and you will have two slaves to better serve you." She said this very matter-of-factly like this was the only option we had.

"Master, I know you are not happy with turning any woman into your ****, but I love my mother, and I know she would be so much happier serving you and being loved and taken care of by you. Plus, she would be a natural nanny if we ever had kids."" She said, "I know it's hard, but try and think of the benefits of taking her as your **** tonight."

I don't know if the influence of the ritual or if it was me being used to taking my wife's opinion into account or if I was just being warped by the power and sex, but I started to think of the benefits of having Nancy under my power. She was part of the family and could explain away oddities with our lifestyle. I could get her out of this house before she gets robbed or shot; her assets would also be mine, and I could provide better for both my wife and her mother. Let's not forget about the other advantages of having a huge tittied MILF who looks like my wife and is already affectionate for me. With my influence, she could shed the extra weight and look absolutely stunning. She is a great cook and a wonderful caregiver. My cock gave me a solid thumbs up for this line of thinking. So eventually, I decided to give in.

I made my way upstairs to Nancy's bedroom. She was on the bed, lying down facing the door with one strap of her nightgown off her shoulder and one leg bent at a 90-degree angle, showing off a lot of leg and a decent bit of ass, as well as everything but her nipple up top.

"Nancy I think we need to talk," you say. "I finished fixing your computer; I couldn't help but see you were on a three-some and stepmother porn site." I said.

"Yes, Matt, I was on those sites after Jen came over the other day... I just couldn't stop thinking about you...being with you...and you being with me." She flushed down to her sternum. "I know I'm not as young as that cop or as fit as Jen or someone else your age is, but I have three things they don't," she said. To emphasize her point, she lowered her nightgown to show two glorious things that made her unique from the others: the massive, gorgeous bosom with two painfully erect nipples begging to be sucked and fucked. Holding them up one in each hand, she said, "These are two, and the third is that I have no limits; you can do anything you want to me; I won't tell you no. I'll fuck you,suck you, or do anything else you want me to do. I also have a decent amount of experience pleasuring men." She said this while giving her best sexy smile.

"Well, Nance, I haven't gotten a proposition like that before," I said. "Are you sure that you want to go through with this? Once you do, there is no going back; our relationship will forever change." I said, trying not to be influenced by my mother-in-law's tits on display.

"Yes, Matt, I loved having you as a son-in-law, but I think I am ready to promote you to lover if you'll have me." She said it in a sultry voice and with more posturing.

I walked into the room, peeling my shirt off and unbuckling my pants. Both were off before I got to the bed; only my underwear was left. I climbed onto the bed, my mouth drawn magnetically to those engorged nipples. As soon as my mouth latched on, Nancy moaned in appreciation, my left hand going to her other tit, grabbing as big a handful as I could get. After a few moments, I switched to the other nipple, illiciting another moan. Nancy was pulling me and my head into her bussom.

After a good tongue bath and massage to her tits, I attacked Nancy's open lips, sticking my tongue inside and exploring her sweet-tasting mouth. This seemed to turn her on even more. While making out and exploring each other's bodies, I managed to get her nightgown the rest of the way off, and she managed to get her hands in my underwear and grabbed my hard cock.

I let her turn the tables on me. I laid on my back, and she started blowing me. She wasn't kidding about experience; she had enthusiasm and experience; she was good—very good. Pretty soon I had to flip her again, as she would have made me cum way too fast.

Now I had to do my thing and make this official. I pushed Nancy down on her back and told her to relax.

Nance just started moaning and writhing in anticipation. I pulled her towards the edge of the bed, eliciting a little scream from Nancy and then a giggle.

I tossed Nance's legs up over my shoulder and got to work, spreading her labia and sticking my fingers in her wet pussy while I identified her clit and hood and started licking and sucking on that. If you have ever downshifted in a car and went from normal engine speed to the power band, that's what it felt like happened when I was fully into eating out her pussy. Her legs flexed straight, her pelvis flew off the bed, and her head snapped back so fast I thought it might have bounced! The noises she was making—moans and oohs and ahhs—were lovely.

I knew I only needed to keep up my onslaught for a minute or two before again having the familiar tongue spasm, and immediately after the sharp zap from the electric discharge, everything went quiet. Nancy's body immediately relaxed, and I was able to take a minute to get feeling back in my tongue before checking things out.

Well, Nancy was definitely out of it. Jen had a dazed, almost sleepy look to her when I did this to her, but Nancy's eyes were wide open, staring at nothing. Maybe I caught her mid-orgasm?It is time to program her to be part of the harem.

"Nancy can you hear me?" I asked. "Yes, Master, your **** can hear you." Droned Nancy

"Nancy, you will obey my commands from now on; do you understand?" I said. "Yes, Master, your **** will obey," came the monotone response.

"Nancy, in public, you are to call me Matt to avoid suspicion from those who do not know of my powers, do you understand?" I stated. "Understood, Master," she replied.

"Nancy, the thought of **** and sleeping with your daughter does not bother you, it is totally normal for harem members to have sex with each other regardless of their other relationships, do you understand?"
"Your **** understands, Master," she moaned.

"Lastly, Nancy, you will not be compelled to search for new harem members beyond the first eight; you will not use the voice of persuasion on anyone without my permission; and you will always try to do what is best for me and the harem when I cannot command you; do you understand?"
"You're **** understands Master," she replied in her tone less voice.

Alright, time to finish this. From what I remember, I only have to make her cum and she will come back to her senses. It doesn't matter how I do it, so I decided to give her a proper fucking. Climbing on top, I told her. "Nancy, when I cum you will cum too, and it will be the best orgasm you have ever had. Do you understand?" I said. "I understand, Master." She moaned.

I slid myself into her scorching, hot snatch. I moaned; it was like fucking a warm, tight blanket. She hasn't had sex in so long; she was so tight. The only reason I was able to slide in was because of how wet she was from my tongue lashing. I slowly started fucking her; her stare was actually turning me on, even though she was mindless, she was still moaning and grunting while I fucked her. After five minutes or so, I finally came, and at the same time, she orgasmed her cunt, grabbing my cock like it owed her money. I had to shoot my load right into her box. Soon after she stopped riding the after shocks of the best orgasm of her life, she started to come too, life returning to her eyes.

"Oh Master, my God, that was the most amazing orgasm of my life. Thank you so much. I love you, Master; I can't believe how good it feels! I don't have to feel bad about wanting you anymore! It is such a relief!"

"What do you mean, Nance? I thought you were only interested in me for the last week because of what Jen told you..." I said, a little confused.

"Oh no, Master, ever since Jen started dating you, I have secretly been attracted to you. When I would hug you, I would get aroused and have to touch myself later to get rid of those feelings, but now that I am your ****, I don't have to feel guilty about it anymore." She babbled.

I was a little surprised, and thinking back to some of our interactions, I could see what I thought was just her being affectionate in her own way instead might be her being aroused and embarrassed because of it.

"****, you never have to feel bad about your feelings for me or for anyone else in my harem. Just remember to call me Matt when we are not alone." I said. " You said before that you had no limits; there was something I wanted to try, but I haven't gotten around to asking Jen about it. But we are naked, and it looks like you bought some lube for this occasion. How would you feel about me fucking your ass?"

"Well, it's your ass now, Master; if you want it, it is yours." She said this as she wiggled her butt at me. "I have had anal sex once when I was younger; it wasn't very fun and it hurt, but I am sure that with you it will be totally different." She purred.

"Well, get on all fours, ****; I am going to take your ass tonight." I grabbed the lube and generally slathered my cock and her asshole with it. "****, this is an order; I want you to relax your asshole." I said it with the voice of persuasion.

"Relax my asshole, yes, master," Nancy said in a monotone voice and then snapped back to reality. Her rosebud visibly relaxed in front of me.

I pushed in slowly, making it past her opening, and then feeling a bit more resistance like a hymen. I waited a bit, applying a bit of pressure, and the next barrier slowly relaxed, and I was able to slide up to the hilt in her ass. Nancy sounded like a pool toy getting its air let out as I slid in. As soon as I was fully in her ass, her head dropped down and she almost mewed in pleasure. Slowly working my way in and out, the sensation was so different. While her cunt was like a velvet blanket straight out of the dryer, Her ass wasn't as warm or as soft as her vagina, but my God, it was like a bunch of tight ridges rubbing against my cock. The stimulation made me cum pretty quick. When I started to orgasm, Nancy ass squeezed my cock so hard it pushed it right out! Grabbing it, I sprayed my cum all over her back and ass, as she had another earth-shattering orgasm, passing out with her ass in the air and face in a pillow.

I quickly turned her on her side so she didn't suffocate. I cleaned her up with an old towel and got into bed with her. Before I went to sleep, I texted Jen and told her that her mother was part of the harem now and that I wanted to make sure she was okay, so I was staying the night. I tucked my hand between Nancy's breasts while my still-firm cock rested against the crack in her ass. I feel asleep quickly, pressing against my new soft fuck toy.

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Here is the new Poll its up for 3 days again. I did pictures this time to help people decide better. Please bare with me I realized I put up the wrong pictures for Nancy and Renee and I am in the process of getting those switched out in the character sheet. I am also in the process of updating the new characters on the character sheet! Again any feedback/suggestions for the story are appreciated!