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MJ woke in her and Peter's bed alone, her mouth uncomfortably empty. The first reaction she ha was to open wider and search with her mouth for the missing cock. Her tongue stretched lewdly in front of her as it searched for something to fill her mouth. Not finding anything her eyes snapped open and she remembered she was home, safe and not with the Kingpin. He had trained her well in her single week with him, brutally, but well. She had let the dildo fall from her mouth in her sleep as it wasn't secured as Kingpin's cock had been. The light sigh which escaped her mouth was one of deep sorrow, sorrow at how easy her fall had been.

MJ knew Nick was probably waiting for her call, but she just couldn't make it. Not yet. She was still not in the right state of mind, as she recalled the disgusting and small cocked driver having her way with him, she knew she was too sexually open right now. All her life she had controlled who had access to her red mound of pleasure. The security had been tight, but now it seemed any man had free access as long as they had even a modicum of fortitude and interest. From her discussions with Nick she knew she wanted to explore her sexuality, but this wasn't that. This was just being a tool for men, a slut. She missed the intimacy, the love, the feel of her husband's arms around her. It had been years since she had felt that on consecutive nights. For an hour MJ sat in bed and ran through all of her actions over the passed two weeks and the promises she had made for the future. She confirmed her plan and decided what she needed now.

With resolution she grabbed her phone and sent a single text, a single order. She may be Nick's bitch, his ****, his cum rag, but she had some expectations also outside of playtime. If he was going to be her owner, he needed to care for her as an owner should.

The sound of New York drifted through the closed windows, the horns honked, the people yelled and swore. The birds tweeted and the wind blew. MJ sat and stared from her bed, out the window, waiting. The dildo she had used in her mouth as her teething device on the ground, forgotten. In a stupor, she sat. Replaying her last week and nearly retching at the treatment, no at the cock she had sucked. For a second she thought of getting breakfast, but she wasn't sure her stomach, her cum addicted stomach could handle any. So she waited, she waited to get her breakfast from her Master.

Three hours passed as MJ lay in her bed staring out the window. Her mind blank of thought. Only scenes of the past two weeks playing over and over in her head. A constant reminder of the slutting around she had done.

She had thought about it for the first two hours before her brain shutdown on thought. She wasn't ashamed of most of it. The latest incident in the limo and perhaps declaring love for Craig but not the rest of the sex. A bit embarrassed about her "****" though she still didn't know if she should complain, she had never said no and never complained after. She supposed she would just chalk it up to a wild week but make it clear to Robbie not to do it again. Even her time as a suck slut wasn't exactly bad. It was an experience, one she didn't enjoy. Even though she hadn't enjoyed it, she had wondered if she would have if it was with a different man. The Kingpin just plain terrified her. A fear that made her submit even get wet if he commanded, but a fear that also made her shake and mentally shutdown. It made her dive deep inside and search for a happy place being in the presence of that man.

The wind gusted in, running over MJ's nude body as she heard the sound of hard footsteps and barely perceptibly two sets of soft footsteps.

"OH MY GOD, MJ...MJ answer me. Are you OK?" MJ tried to lift her head and realized she was too weak to even move that much more. How had she found the energy to do anything since she left the limo. Her body hurt.

Felicia freaked out at the sight of MJ. Her body was black and blue from the neck down. Her cunt had leaked dry cum. Though the rest of her looked clean.

MJ's face was gaunt, her hair straw-like, her lips were chapped. The worst though was her ribs, and how they clung to the bone.

Nick saw the beautiful redhead and recoiled in horror at her once voluptous and beautiful body. She had always been skinny but now she looked like she had spent the past year shooting **** with Craig. A crackwhore whose pimp was not pleased with her, that is what Nick saw. He nearly shed a tear knowing he had left her with the man who had done this to her. Nick probably treated MJ poorly, but nothing like this.

"Silver, go buy some broth and bread. She needs something to eat, something she can hold down. Let's start her easy." Nick said as he sat on the bed and caressed her head.

In horror he saw her move her head by reflex to his groan and try and latch on to his cock. He was softer than he had ever been, soft for the first time in two weeks.

"Nick, pull it out." Felicia said as she stroked MJ's bobbing head.

The stunned look on Nick's face spoke volumes as he hesitated for the first time to take advantage of a woman, especially MJ. Even his cock twitched in defiance of his hesitation.

Felicia's harsh glare spurred him to action as he stood and unzipped his fly, standing next to the bed and letting his cock flop onto MJ's face, her eyes open but vacant as she moved with trained precision onto her stomach her face near the edge of the bed and began her bobbing. Nick could only groan in satisfaction as he closed his eyes and grabbed two heads of hair. The blonde he pulled to his face as he thrust his tongue into her eager lips. The redhead he pulled to his thrusting hips as he grew in her mouth and down her willing throat.

He had missed MJ's lips, her tongue, her throat. It felt like home, in some ways even moreso than with Felicia. The lips were chapped but just as plump as before. The tongue slightly more active, the lubrication from her saliva more abundant than before. The heat electric as he sunk into her tight throat.

Minutes passed and Nick was left in awe as MJ held his thick cock in her throat, not letting it leave, even as she bobbed. Then the mumming started and Nick nearly lost it. "Fuck, red you are amazing."

The door opened to Silver holding a handful of groceries, Nick was exhilarated at the interruption as it broke his coming orgasm allowing him to luxuriate in MJ's wonderful hole longer.

"Nuke that then get over here." Nick ordered as he broke the kiss with Felicia. "Dear, be a good girl and get my balls in your mouth, Silver here is going to learn the art of tossing salad."

Never before in his wildest dreams did Nick think he would have three such stunning creatures serving him like these vixens were. MJ with her lips tightly wrapped around his cock; either at his base, or three inches from it as her lips slid back and forth. Felicia flicking her tongue across his bubbling balls, MJ's saliva trickling onto her face as she knelt below Nick's spread legs. Her mouth occasionally sucking one of Nick's arm cum filled balls into her delicate mouth. Kneeling behind Nick was Silver, her beautiful silver-white hair in a ponytail as she tongued in and out of his clean but sweating asshole, her blushing cheeks firmly between his fatty asscheeks.

The mix of hair colors, eye colors looking up at him, him the poor, fat, asshole, misogynistic slob, drove him to roar in delight as he shot load after load into MJ's throat, both hands tightly holding her hair in loose pigtails as he needlessly pulled her to his root. The gulping feeling he felt around his cock as she swallowed his load with no problems left his knees weak. Taking a step back, MJ followed, not allowing his cock to come from his throat. He could see panic in her eyes, almost hear the thumping in her chest as her heart thundered in fear.

"Breakfast." Nick heard as he turned to look at the newest pet to the group.

"Huh?"

"It's what Kingpin says as he shoots down your throat during training. He announces the meal. It allows you to let his cock soften." Sable said in a monotone voice.

"Ohh, I think I need an explanation about his training, but first. Go get the soup and toast some bread. MJ time to eat some real food." Nick said as he turned and flopped on the bed. MJ's delightful mouth followed while Felicia gave Nick a smirk and dove out of sight. The yelp from MJ around Nick's cock let him know where the little blonde minx had gone. The screaming climax that woke Nick minutes later let him know she had not lost her touch. The orgasm seemed to jolt MJ to consciousness as she let herself be seated and fed by a sympathetic Sable.

"I've been here before. It takes some time to get over the training. The first training is the hardest. Kingpin usually allows food in follow-ups. She's in a state where she needs a hard cock in her mouth at all times. The dildo on the floor is evidence she tried to use that last night."

"I volunteer as tribute." Nick guffawed, drawing even a small smile from MJ as she tried to sip the broth and gagged to eat the soggy toast her eyes not leaving Nick's cock. It did not go unnoticed how she wanted to go back to filling her mouth not with food, but with his meat. It was as if her brain had short circuited at some point from the lack of nutrition and care. They all noticed the smile but they also noticed how she was shying away from any non-cock related physical contact and even loud speaking made her flinch.

"Mistress, I have an idea that might help." Sable said in a soft voice, "May I leave and stop by a store to buy it?"

"Yes," Felicia stroked MJ's hair gently, her fingers only brushing through the hair, not touching the scalp beneath. Nick fared better with his touches, but the look in MJ's eyes were not of pleasure, her shivers not from orgasmic bliss. Fear could be seen coursing through her body at his every touch, no matter how gentle.

Sable slid out the door to go buy something more for the distraught woman. Felicia and Nick sat with her, both giving each other looks as they thought on what to do. In the end, the choice was taken from them as MJ dove for Nick's flaccid cock and began to suck with her remaining strength. Whether it was to feed her hunger, or to satisfy her man, neither knew.

This time they didn't make a production of it, but rather Nick attempted something he hadn't before, he placed his meaty hand on her head and caressed it as gently and caringly as he could. Brushing the back of his knuckles against her cheek he moved down to her chin and tilted her head up so he could look into her eyes as she engulfed him fully. The wetness was more intense than he had felt before her last week. The Kingpin seemed to have broken her, but Nick had to admit he had also trained her to be a fantastic suck pig. Nick hated it. She was beautiful, that was undeniable, but her vibrancy, her snark, the way she could entice a room with her smoldering eyes. All of that was what drew him to her in the first place. Now those perfect emerald eyes were lost, vacant, trapped behind a cloud of fear and despair.

"I do love you ****," Nick said his deepest and most sincere voice. The slight pause as she gagged on his cock, the tiniest flicker of warmth returned to her eyes, before they flickered to his hands and dimmed. Nick wanted to pull her from his cock, take her in his embrace and fuck the shit out of her. Get some reaction from her bigger than a flicker of her eyes. He may have broken her into being his sub, his bitch, his ****. Kingpin had taken things to another level, almost erasing her from her body, even marring that perfect body with welts and bruises. Sure they would fade, but the psychological damage was immense.

It took less than ten minutes for MJ to suck another load into her belly to join the half eaten slice of bread and cup of soup. Still, Nick thought, it was probably the best meal she had eaten in awhile.

Twenty minutes passed as Nick lay on Peter and MJ's bed, MJ still attached to his cock. Felicia had worked it out so MJ lay in the classic sixty-nine position with Nick. The best way she could think to get her some positive physical contact. Nick was hard again as they heard the key turn and saw Sable enter the room. She carried a single large brown shopping bag.

Nick and Felicia looked on in interest as she dumped two items from it. A cock shaped straw and box of baby food. The two looked on with some apprehension as they realized what was to come.

Sable said, "She will need at least a week to heal physically and this is probably the only way she will take food for now. It might also be the only way she will drink. Once the fear subsides, and she get healthy. She should be able to eat without these. The compulsion though will linger for a long time. Even now, I want to knock her over and suck your beautiful cock, just by seeing it. My training was five years ago and for a month though and has repeated for two days a month since."

"You know what I have a different idea." Nick said before looking down MJ's emaciated body. He was feeling inept and did not like the way MJ was ignoring his rule, how Sable was 'teaching' him. "Who the fuck is the Master here anyway. I have a second way to break this bitch out of her funk."

Pushing his face forward, Nick stuck his tongue out and pushed hard against MJ's outer walls. A bit put off by the obvious cum taste, but in the end he didn't care. He was going to show MJ both his care and her place. She wasn't the Kingpin's to train. She was his and his alone to teach. The fact some other guy was in her cunt didn't bother him. No, it was the disrespect shown by the two fornicators. One taking his possession without asking and the other allowing it to happen without begging.

His thick wet tongue touched MJ's soft folds and her body shrunk from the touch, mouth still latched on to the thick sausage like cock in her mouth. If anything the bobbing increased, as if to show the man touching her she would work harder to avoid other contact. Still there was no escape for the protesting body as Nick wrapped his beefy arms around the slim waist and held her cunt to his face. Long, strong licks from her clit to her asshole which ended in a swirl inside then around her rosebud got her drenched in minutes.

"When I say it, hold her down and give her the straw to suck." Nick ordered Felicia and Sable as he rolled MJ over so his large body pressed her into the bed. His arms coming around and holding her thighs apart so he had full access to her lovely tight holes. His oral **** was strong and direct as he switched to light flicks up and down her labia until he began to nibble on her engorged clit.

MJ's head hung off the bed, Nick's excitement apparent as his hips drove powerfully in and out of her mouth and throat, taking full control of the face-fucking. Spit and precum mixed together to dribble down the model's face and spill onto the floor. The Parker's bed shook and rattled against the wall as Nick's large body smothered MJ.

After five minutes of varied cunt licking and vigorous face fucking Nick felt MJ's physical protest end and her body begin to accept the tongue, mouth and teeth which were sending her mind into overload. The orgasms long absent during the past week of blowjobs exploded in MJ's mind, eclipsing the fear, even as the bulky body drove her face into the side of the bed. The attentive care the man using her gave to her cunt was something she hadn't felt in what seemed like forever. Even the brief indulgence in the limo only gave her a small portion of the feeling. It was her Master's lovely cock in her mouth, his lips on her cunt. Her tongue exploding into her and swirling around. His teeth biting lovingly on her clit. His body pressing hers into her marriage bed. His balls slapping rhythmically into her forehead. It was as if a veil had been lifted as she weakly brought her arms from her sides and wrapped them around the thrusting ass above her, fully accepting her place. Nick felt the lips which were already stretched around his girthy member tighten. The tongue swirled how he liked it. Then he felt the first hand, then the second wrap around him, hugging him.

"Now," Nick said as he stood as quickly as he could and pulled away forcibly from MJ to see the querying looks from the other two women in the room. Stomping to the head of the bed. Nick knelt on Peter's pillow, unknowingly, and grabbed MJ's two luscious thighs as he dragged the still confused woman to him, to his angry looking cock. With no further preamble he entered his ****'s cunt. Only the head would fit.

Nick moaned, his loud deep throaty moan drowning out the squeak from MJ. He had forgotten how tight MJ got if she had fucked in awhile. Even the five virgin sisters weren't this tight when he popped them open for business. It was unreal how warm, wet and tight MJ got around his cock.

Leaning down, Nick let his large belly spread MJ's thighs as he once again covered her with his fat. His arms digging under hers, holding her shoulder's so she couldn't retreat from his touch, his cock. It wasn't needed as Felicia and Sable each held her tightly by her hair and head. Sable feeding her the cock-straw as she sucked water from a plastic cup. Nick thought Mj would need the hydration after he banged her out. Looking into his slut's eyes, trying to gauge her reaction, he thrust forward an inch, before holding and rotating his cock. Nick was trying to stretch her cunt out bit by bit, let her feel his cock, remember it with her body. He was in no rush as he lay on top of the supermodel. Minutes passed as Nick swirled a single inch in MJ. Then he pulled out and pushed back in, two inches this time.

Nick continued this torturous reintroduction to MJ's cunt; adding only an additional inch or two every few minutes. When he was about seven inches deep, Nick smiled as he felt MJ's thigh close around his belly, her calves along his back, ankles crossed and heels digging into him, trying to push him further into her. When he his deepest, MJ's arms followed.

"Remove that Sable." Nick said as he continued to stare into MJ's eyes. Showing no anger, no hatred, nothing that could be scary to the woman. He only showed strength and caring. As he heard the pop of the dildo from MJ's lips, he didn't even flinch, or follow it with his eyes. He simply leaned forward, his hands travelling from her shoulders up the back of her neck. The hips circling slowly as he lifted her head and pressed his lips to hers.

"Master," Was all Nick heard before his tongue invaded her mouth. The sound of MJ's voice was an odd croak, but he had never heard anything more seductive. His bitch was still his.

Smiling Nick pulled out, simultaneously breaking the kiss, until only the head of his cock was in the vacuum like hole, then he let gravity do it's thing. The wind flew from MJ's lungs as she felt like a freight train had just entered her from her cunt, and she smiled. She still wasn't thinking properly but her senses could smell the familiar musky, sweaty smell. Her pussy recognized it's owner, the agonizing stretching goodness it's conqueror brought. Her eyes registered the smiling madness above her. Not anger, but not pleasant, yet at the same time devastatingly comforting. Even the trace amounts of cum left when his cock exited her mouth carried his familiar taste. It wasn't a gentle caress of his touch, it was the all encompassing drowning in fat. The way his body smashed hers into the bed, fat folds molding against her which let her relax. It was like bathing in mud, thick and gross and yet that grossness brought a cleansing healing power.

All of that had brought a single word to her mouth, spoken before she had thought about it. Knowing it to be true, the man who she had sucked the past week had a bigger cock, was more dominating, but not who her body yearned for nightly. That man was a fear inducing psychopath. Her Master was lust-inducing. Even at his worst, she trusted him to stop when she requested it. The big man never left her the chance to protest.

At the same time she brought the dildo back to her mouth and sucked, sweetness flooding her throat as something thicker than water, or cum, went into her belly. She almost retched at the thought of something not water, or cum entering it before she glanced at the beautifully manicured nails holding the straw. She felt safe seeing those nails, knowing they were her frenemy's, her Master's woman. Her eyes shut as another hard full bodied thrust left her panting around the dildo. A low moan spread from her core, sweat began to drip from her brow as she felt pleasure ripple through her. Three thrusts were all it took for her to begin cumming. Small bliss-filled throbs of pleasure followed with each cunt filling thrust from her Master. Spitting the straw out, she reached up and licked the man's sweaty face, indulging in his taste, reveling in his familiarity. Her eyes sparked with light, with tender love of the man above her. Her licks became longer, more frenzied before she met his thick wet lips and dove in, smashing her lips to his.

Her tongue attacked his as she felt the freight train pick up speed, her body convulsing in pleasure as she bit her Master's upper lip, a light metalic taste entered her mouth and she drew away. Pulling with all her strength she felt him drop on top of her as she shook and screamed in raw unadulterated pleasure. Her mouth found his shoulder and bit into it to stifle her sounds, still she could hear the bed banging over and over against the wall. Finally she passed out from the raw pleasure as she felt her Master's lovely cum fill the back of her. The last thing she heard was his pleasure, his roar as he filled his cunt with his baby-batter.

Nick lay panting on the passed out woman before he gripped under her shoulder's and lifted her up as he fell backwards on the bed. A copious deluge of cum drained from MJ's closing cunt as Nick pulled his soggy cock from her and let her lay on him in her first blissfully calm sleep in a week.

"Felicia, get your bitch to clean that up, or do it yourself. Or both of you." Nick said as he stroked MJ's back and closed his eyes. Seconds passed before he felt the velvety wet tongues licking on his crotch and thigh as they slurped and licked at the puddle of cum. The raging tower of manly pride standing proudly between them, occasionally conjoined with the twin fighting tongues as the cat and the sable used their tongues to duel over his pleasure rod, inches from MJ's smoldering cunt.

"You know I am not your ****, Nick." Felicia said as she bite lightly into Nick's scrotum, "No ordering me around."

"Bitch, don't act like you don't like it." Nick said with a grimace, "Get up here and give me your lips. I want to taste you."

Felicia crawled up the bed, nudging the **** MJ from Nick's neck to his chest. Pouting she took the fat man's face in her hands and gave him a peck on the lips. At the same time Sable showed how the Kingpin had trained her, letting her Mistress' man learn how a fully trained suck-**** performed. She inhaled his cock. her lips easily stretching over the large, thick cock. Nick grunted in pleasure as he reached up and pulled Felicia into a loving kiss.

"You aren't a ****, that is why I gave you the option. If you were a **** like the silver haired slut bobbing on my cock, I would have just ordered you to clean me. I love how your mouth feels better than any of the others. You do it because you like me, they do it because they like my cock, or because they are subs. MJ may have been starting to like me, but it's still mainly because she is a sub and a size-queen."

Sable could be heard gagging as Nick's cock pushed into her throat over and over, the beautiful silver haired woman using her tongue to lick his balls as she bottomed out. Even Nick found it an impressive feat of stretching her jaw.

"Now come, let's just relax and take a nap, me and my two favorite women." Nick said as he kissed Felicia again as she giggled and nestled into his arm. "Sable be a good little cocksucker and continue that for another five minutes, then put me back into MJ when I'm fully hard. You can find a blanket somewhere and lie down next to me, on the ground like the dog you are."

Nick slept peacefully with dreams of fucking various bitches as he built his empire of lust and sin on the backs of his harem of sluts. Felicia slept just as easily next to him, her dreams about her future with the man she was beginning to love like no other. Sable shivered on the ground, her lush body, nude under the thin blanket. Her shivers weren't of cold, the balmy summer night keeping her warm. Her shivers were on her obedience to her Mistress and her man. She had never felt so satisfied in a choice before. She would probably still kill the man if contracted, but she would feel bad about it.

MJ was another story. Her body twerked and shifted as the giant cock in her cunt remained hard inside her unmoving. She could feel it all, and her body shook with glee with it inside her. Droplets of sweat dripped from her face as a fever she didn't even know she had broke. Her breasts clung to the hairy fat sunken chest she lay on, the thick film of sweat nearly gluing her to Nick as she sat up and surveyed her situation. Her body flinched as her action caused the thick rod of flesh to push further inside her as she sat on the root. Matted cunt hair met Nick's own pubes and blended together, twisting in the wetness of sweat, pre-cum and cunt juice. The feeling of fullness pushed MJ as she shifted her body weight around slowly, feeling each and every inch of cock inside her but not wanting to wake the sleeping duo below her. Her once beautifully manicured hands lay palm down on the beer belly in front of her as she ran them over the whole fat hairy mound. Her jaw hung open, begging to be filled, but also in silent orgasmic bliss as her hips moved up and down. Goose-bumps formed on her skin, covering her freckled flesh in a beautiful contrasting layer of red and white as the breeze from the window ran over her as she orgasmed. Her mouth closed as she bit her lip to keep the scream inside. Falling on her master she kissed his hairy nipple before she ran her tongue around the hard nub. Her muscles inside her flexing and relaxing at a rapid pace. Her cunt trying it's best to milk the beast inside her but failing as it roared and twitched inside her, leaving her exhausted body at it's whims; her brain once again drifting to sleep. A satisfied smile on her face. Her mouth closed, neck motionless on her Master's chest.

Nick didn't even register MJ's actions as he had become so used to women sexing him non-stop with the sisters visit the past week. Still he woke the next morning in a great mood. His cock was pleasantly warm inside the piping hot contours of MJ's pussy. His balls snuggly inside Sables mouth as she sucked greedily on the plum sized cum producers. Turning to the left he saw his woman smilingly teasingly at him as she leaned in for a kiss.

"I hope you like what I ordered my **** to do." Felicia said as her foot ran up and down his leg.

Nick couldn't help but rejoice at his luck the past two weeks. "It is wonderful, you are wonderful babe. However, Sable, service your Mistress now. I am going to fuck my whore."

Nick moved his foot to Sables shoulder and shoved her off the bed, smirking as he heard her moan as she hit the ground. He wasn't sadistic, not truly, but he knew the bitch didn't have his interest in her heart. She was still a liability, and needed to be put in her place by him. He needed her to obey his orders as well as Felicia's.

Nick gripped his fingers into MJ's thinner than normal ass and felt the missing bounciness it used to hold. If before it was like like putting his fingers into warm putty, now it was like kneading soft dough. The firmness was missing, the resilience. For a brief moment Nick shuddered as he thought of his old rival Peter and the fact his aunt was now going to be trained. Trained for god knows how long. MJ was much younger and her body would bounce back from a mere week. Sable was ample proof that a young motivated body could easily recover from the Kingpin's ****. In many ways the mental **** would take longer, but signs had been there last night that MJ was already coming back.

As delightful as MJ's rear still was, he missed the fullness it used to have. Rolling the still sleeping woman over Nick drew his cock a quarter of the way out of the sucking maw his cock had made her pussy. This at least was the same. Kingpin had mostly kept his word, her pussy was untouched by the callous man. Someone in the big man's ranks hadn't known, or had ignored the agreement. That irked Nick a bit, but the man had obviously been subpar when it came to comparing to Nick's girthy length.

Even bare of makeup, haggard from lack of a proper diet and exercise and skincare, the sleeping MJ's face was a vision of angelic beauty. Nick smiled down on it as he drove his hard mass into her quaking body, feeling the collapsing hole expand to accommodate him. The night inside her evident as her cunt sprung back to hug his invading member. Nick contemplated what he liked more, his cock in the sleeping beauty, or the wildly orgasming awake one.

The first thing MJ felt was her Master's cock destroying her insides as woke to an empty mouth but a quite full cunt. It was gloriously distracting in how the very thought of having a cock in her mouth disappeared as she felt the first rolling orgasm tremble through her. It blew her mind, taking all thought away. It left her panting, screaming, moaning and shaking. Her eyes wide open as she took in the shaking jowls of her Master as he worked himself into a frenzy above her. His second chin moving rhythmically with his thrusts into her willing body. Arms and legs moved before she even registered what she was doing as she screamed, "Harder, fuck your whore harder Master."

Even knowing the neighbors on all sides likely heard her, she didn't care. Why would she when it was true, gloriously so. Then she felt him sit back on his haunches and felt his cock shift inside her so it was fucking up, almost as if it was trying to burst forth from her cunt through her belly button. His beefy fingers pressing into her stomach, feeling the fat thickness as it pumped inside her, pushing her stretched walls even more into it. It was amazing how filling it was.

"So slut, my cock in your cunt or your mouth?" She heard her Master casually say as he paused, his cock flexing inside her. His fingers tracing her inner thighs. He was gentle in his touches. Even the deep bruises didn't feel pain as his fingers glided up her body to her neck. One hand wrapped around her delicate neck, not pressing hard, just enough to show he could, no pain as she felt the wad of fat where his pelvic bone should have connected rub in circles against her precious nub of a clit. No words came from her mouth as she screamed and screamed as intense orgasms ripped through her. She didn't need to answer. The evidence stood for itself.

Her master's hand was insistent though as a thick thumb found it's way to her dry lips, circling them.

"Mouth, or cunt."

MJ didn't answer with words, she let her actions speak as she daintily kissed the circling thumb.

"Good answer, whore."

With that the hands left her neck and mouth. They moved with light touches to her hips and thighs. Soon her thighs found themselves over her Master's shoulder, his tongue licking her weak calves. It sent tingles up her spine to her brain. Without realizing it her brain was functioning at a much higher level than the day before. Simple food and nutrients had worked wonders in a short span, but it would take weeks for her to fully adjust. The loving touches of her Master helped a ton as she could feel no fear from his sexual touch. It didn't hurt that the man knew how to use his prodigious tool.

MJ heard something which suddenly distracted her as she came down from another orgasm. A soft feminine moan in her ear. So immersed in her pleasure, her sexual healing she had not even realized a third person was in the bed. No, a third and fourth person MJ saw as she recognized the blonde strands of hair which belonged to Felicia, her friend. Her enemy. Her mistress, maybe. The silvery mane between her thighs, she had no clue who it belonged to, but it appeared from the smile on Felicia's face as she moaned, the girl knew her stuff. MJ looked down, surprised to find her fingers interlaced with Felicia's, when had she grabbed her hand. The tight squeeze from the females hand as they both rocketed to orgasm was more reassuring than anything she had felt at Kingpin's.

"Let's get you two reacquainted. Sable, suck my balls while these two explore."

The blur of flesh followed as MJ lost sight again, trembles went through her as her mouth opened expecting to be invaded, but only to meet the musky sweet smell of Felicia's lovely cunt. It wasn't completely dark, it wasn't the mask. She could hear the soft licking Felicia made on her clit as Nick pulled back. She could see the winking ass above her. MJ wept as she pulled Felicia to her and stuck her tongue out to taste the sweet nectar, copying lick for lick Felicia's own work on her red matted cunt.

"Whore, get the whole ball in your mouth, suck on it properly." MJ heard her master say and her smile left her as she heard a sickening slap. The accompanying yelp of pain was missing. Mary Jane felt the tension leave her as her body realized she hadn't been hit. Her mind followed, as she understood the person hit wasn't in pain. Even her Master's slaps meant to educate, not harm. As she felt her mind and body relax she felt the most blissful orgasm she had ever experienced travel through her as the tandem of Nick's cock and Felicia's tongue sent her into overdrive. The body above her likewise began to shake as the steamy cunt dripped onto her open mouth, letting the screams vibrate through.

Then she felt the withdrawal and she sympathized with people like Craig. It was like something so foundational to her being was being taken from her.

"Felicia, hold it in your mouth. Don't spit, don't swallow." MJ heard her Master order as light hit her eyes. "MJ open your mouth and swallow what Felicia shares."

Then she felt it, the kiss from Felicia, gentle as only another woman could. The delicious seed of her Master flowing between those plump rosy lips. The brilliant blue eyes of the gorgeous woman as she fed her breakfast. Not cock pumping it into her gullet, but the delicious flavor flowing across her tongue and sliding down her throat. It was a loving kiss between two women who served one man. Felicia may be on top in the duality, but there was no question as they looked at each other that the Master in the room was Nick.

With surprising strength, MJ felt the flabby arms pick her up as Felicia rolled off, the transfer complete. Nick grasped MJ in a princess carry as he moved to the kitchen table and sat MJ on his naked thigh. Her arms draped around his neck, his warm wet cock twitching against her thigh. MJ was all smiles as she saw Felicia sit on Nick's other thigh and reach down to slowly pump Nick's cock.

"Dear, I am going to want to ride this later." Felicia whispered loud enough for MJ to hear.

"After breakfast dear." Nick said as he grabbed Felicia's milky white breast, casually groping the large milk maker.

"Whore, make my slut breakfast, as we discussed."

The smell was acidic as MJ watched the new woman cut fruit and vegetables.

"Who?" was the only word MJ could get out as she stared at the finely muscled beauty.

"Well she has a lot in common with you actually." Nick said as he lightly caressed MJ's silk like skin of her back. His fingers on his other hand getting a light **** on his woman as his thumbs nestled knuckle deep in her ass.

Nick felt it, the fire in MJ's eyes, the anger, hurt, and the acceptance only to have her Master laugh in her face, in the face of her worry. "First she is a suck-****, a pure one of the Kingpin'. She was one of the first to survive the training and the mask he uses was created using her face a mold. Kingpin broke her at the ripe age of eighteen. Her birthday was a rebirth for her. She is also on equal footing with you in this apartment. The only difference is she is Felicia's **** first."

Felicia and Nick kissed as they sensed the relief wash over MJ, a light chuckle escaping the kiss as they felt her relax into Nick's shoulder, the tension in her shoulder's collapsing, even the stiffness in her neck dissipating.

"The plan for today is to just relax and for our cunts to serve our desires today. No blowjobs today from you MJ. This evening we move into our new house. The interior designer is setting up the master bedroom today. Then for the next week I want you to recuperate. We will do portraits this week while your bruising heals. Aside from that we have a few meetings with your ex-coworkers. Now that Kingpin has greenlit us, we are taking over your old company. Or rather everything will be transferred over to us. So we will work on new contracts. Unfortunately, the final point of our deal with Mr. Fisk still stands."

MJ looked down as a glass was placed in front of her, a smoothie. The shudder that ran through her body as she picked it up to drink her first meal without the cock like straw was felt by all three. Still her body welcomed the food as she sipped it down. Only MJ knew the shudder was not about the food. It was about the final two clauses in the deal with Kingpin. The first being the remaining four trips to be his suck-**** for a week every six months. The final was too abhorrent to contemplate fully.

Nick and Felicia missed the context, lost in their own thoughts and feelings as they toyed with each other's bodies waiting for Sable to serve them all breakfast.

"Sable when you are done you get to show MJ what a suck **** who has gone through years of training is like." Felicia said as Nick felt his cock twitch. Internally he was a bit shaken even as he pictured the vacuum like mouth going down on him again. Not wanting to spook MJ he simple raised an eyebrow questioning his woman.

Author's note: And here is where I am. I am going to start writing from here this week on my Patreon. Not sure when I will upload here. Hope you all enjoyed what I have posted so far. Any comments (good, or bad) would be nice, or if more intense feel free to send me a message.

I also have a story coming up which features MJ with Miles. He was a character I couldn't fit in what I planned for this story, though I did consider it at one point. I have a better plan for Peter here though and thus Miles couldn't come in to this story. That story is a stand alone story.