By turning his daughter

Mason watches as Ms. Redenbacher begins to slowly insert the massive thing into herself. That's what Jason deserves for hoarding these gorgeous women for all these years. That's what Jason gets for fucking Mason's mother. He'll have to do something about her as well, of course. Every woman that Jason has ever loved is going to be his.

Mason swaggers into the stacks, only to see Fucktoy having a whispered argument with her daughter. "Hello, Dina," he says. He touches Fucktoy on the arm. Their fighting gave him an idea. "Have you two been fighting about Dina's clothes again? Is she not dressed sexy enough for you?" He looks over the gorgeous girl. She's dressed sexier today than he'd ever seen her. If he didn't know better he'd have thought he had already gotten to her. Well, there's no reason to stop here.

"Yes, Master, as I was just saying, she will need to dress more appropriately if she wants to get farther in life," Fucktoy says to Mason, really emphasizing it to Dina.

"And I was just telling her that we're not all like her. Not all of us were born to do nothing but fuck. Some of us have bigger ambitions." Dina glares at her mother.

"Oh come now," Mason says, taking each of their hands, "surely Fucktoy raised you better than that."

"What do you mean?" Dina says, suspecting something treacherous in his words.

"I mean that I'm sure Fucktoy raised all of her kids to know that a woman's place is servicing a cock. I'm sure she was a good enough mother to do that." He puts as much concern into his voice as he can.

"She did, but other girls do more than that. They go to college and get jobs, and have lives. They aren't slaves to men." She spits out "slaves" like it's an insult to her mother. Her mother does not appear to treat it that way. But she doesn't speak up, knowing that her master wants to explain.

"Yes, my dear, that's true. And I'm sure your horrible father put that idea into your head. But we're going to fix that. Fucktoy, my pet, have you ever had sex with your daughter?"

"No, of course not," Fucktoy says.

"Why not?"

"It's ****! Besides, I'm not into girls."

"My dear slut, of course you are. You're into everyone now, because I say so. If you suspect I might want you to fuck someone, some day, they turn you on. And to give you an idea of what kind of person that might be, I'm going to want you to fuck your daughter. I want you to convince her that sex is the only thing that matters in life, aside from serving me. When you're done, I'll show her bliss you could never even dream of. And you, dear?" He turns to Dina, and holds her hand tighter, feeling her trying to slip it away, "you're going to do whatever your mother tells you to do like a good, obedient daughter, and she's going to awaken the same slut genes in you that make her the ultimate sex object. Also, for both of you, the **** just makes it hotter. Anyone, and any way you fuck that you think would upset Jason makes it ten times hotter."

Mason rounds the nearest shelf to grab a chair, coming back to watch. He thinks about how fortunate it is that the chairs are fairly sturdy wood. He's going to have to consider how sturdy a lot of furniture is, he thinks. Sitting and watching, he wishes he had someone that would take care of him while he watches. He doesn't intend to ever need to masturbate again, and all of these sluts exist for his cock.

Seeing Mason's dissatisfaction, Jason is concerned. What more could he possibly want? "Does my computer explain what he's thinking whenever he wants something?" Jason feels like Mason's personal guardian angel, even though he made Mason want to ruin his life. His video begins showing subtitles, explaining the problem. "Oh, is Dina's best friend, Kim, hiding in the library too? Has she always idolized Fucktoy and been ready to service any cock that's presented to her even though I've always felt protective like a father over her? He also makes sure that the student would never run out of cum or stamina.

Fucktoy stands over her daughter, leaning against the shelf behind the girl, trapping her in place. She looks at the girl's face, reading her expressions. She's scared, sure. And certainly worried. But buried deep is the part of her daughter that is Fucktoy. She's made for this down to a genetic level. Fucktoy just needs to awaken that so the rest of the world can see it. She starts slowly, running a hand over the girl's substantial curves. How did she not see it sooner? Her hand settles on Dina's hip, feeling the natural handhold it makes. Men are going to hold her here a lot when they need a little extra ****.

Mason is watching when he hears a little surprised peep. Leaning over, he sees Kim, the school cum dump looking between the books. He's fucked Kim a few times before so it's nothing terribly exciting. Still, she's available, and he needs to put his dick in something. He steps up behind her and she's too wrapped up in the mother/daughter **** to notice. He places his hands on her hips the way that Fucktoy is. She's not particularly hot, but that's something he can change. "Don't worry, they won't mind you watching. Come sit with me and you'll get a better view. Besides, there's no reason we have to just wait and watch while they have all the fun."

"Oh God, Mason," Kim says, letting him take her over to the chair. "I can't believe you managed to convince Fucktoy to do this to Dina."

"There's a lot that might surprise you, Kim. I'm finding that I'm pretty persuasive. For example, I think you'll find that I can persuade you to come sit on my lap." He opens his fly and pulls his dick out. It springs out to its full length, and that's a sight to behold.

Kim bites her lip, looking at the mother and daughter, who had escalated to caressing Dina's breasts, and then at the librarian with a surprising amount of enormous dildo inside of her. "Okay."