How to train an immortal

-For the life of me I can't remember if Celise is supposed to still have a pussy or not. Just gonna say no pussy for now and I'll change it later if that's wrong.

The first few months had been a torturous existence under the sadistic Tinn. She had been fascinated with how Aria reacted to watching her love being twisted and tortured over and over. She'd watched, delighted as the naive and caring mother was torn down, the stress of seeing the one she loved and respected treated so. it had been slow but inevitably that the woman had begun to break. The helplessness of her situation, the knowledge that no matter what she did there would be no escape from this hell. So she’d watched as her soul partner was set to the wheel of Tinn’s perverted, insane imagination. She’d watched in the hopes that Cianna would be comforted by the knowledge that her wife was there to witness her, that she still had some sense of hope. As fragile as that might be.

At first it started small, stuff like spending a couple hours being spanked with whips and other implements, or commands which altered some part of her perception. Quickly Tinn realized that actual physical **** did little to the goddess who had lived so long. The signs of physical trauma on her body quickly fading with her ability to naturally heal.

One week she was commanded to think that it was a customary greeting to lick the other person’s feet, making sure to leave a coating of her slimy saliva covering entirely. Another time she was made to believe that all her life she had wished she was nothing more than a ditsy teen, someone who wanted nothing more than to be laughed at because of how dumb and silly she could be. Yet another she had to spend under the belief that all goddess were meant to be the lowest citizens in any society. Aria watched with sadness as throughout that time she had groveled before everyone, jumping to do as any person commanded because they were "of more importance" than herself.

Always, it was humiliating or degrading. Commands focused on stripping down this being out of time and legend. Each time she was made aware of the mind warping commands Aria could see that a little part of her prideful wife was torn apart.

Then one week Tinn apparently grew bored of the games. She had the goddess tied down to a table infused with magic, magic which caused its occupant to experience both pain and pleasure too great for any mortal to handle while keeping her on the edge of orgasm for the entirety. For the next week she brought in hundreds to fuck her and **** her. Some looked eager for a chance to fill the divine holes of a literal goddess. Other’s looked… less eager. The screaming and moaning didn’t stop, and through it all Aria sat by, restrained and untouched.

Cianna had been motionless during those last few days, just letting the endless line of cocks pump her again and again. Her body was beet red under the layers of caked spunk which covered her head to toe, her pussy and mouth both puckered and drooling a mixture into the massive puddle underneath her on the stone floor. Every fine muscle clenched without release for days.

Finally the stream of cocks ended and instead a couple of Tinn’s guards arrived to release her un-reactionary wife. As soon as she no longer lay atop the device her whole body convulsed sporadically with the long-overdue orgasm. The only sound that came, being that of her squelching pussy and the choked gasps escaping her lips. Aria called out to her but she didn’t wake.

The next day Cianna finally regained consciousness. Enough for her to register the gloating Tinn above her. Perhaps expecting her to finally break in a most satisfying way Tinn was surprised then to find the exhausted woman to still have a fire in her gut. Enough to tell Tinn she had given the limbless idiot more credit than she deserved because “I did worse to myself when I was young and kinky. This is toddlers shit.”

Tinn had been furious from the petty insult. With one final command the beauty had dropped to the ground on hands and knees, growling at her mistress, teeth bared. At this last transformation Aria had lost what hope remained.

She had been separated from her love, the dog-like-goddess **** to survive down in the dungeons for a month while Tinn “decided” what to do with her.

Aria had been broken, a state which only delighted her mistress. The woman was a sadist yes, but also she loved it when she had followers. So Aria had been given to Lienne, to be molded as a loyal little pet for Tinn.

At first things were simple for Aria, she was in a fog, just obeying orders, trying to block out the reality around her. She was never allowed to see her children, Cianna was hidden away from her and she was incapable of dying so she just petered on, doing as she was told. Most of the time Aria was expected to assist Lienne, fetching things and cleaning for her. The dominating woman barely seemed to recognize her presence, always ensuring that she was busy with some task or other.

One day as Aria dusted some shelves, her gaze far off and motions simple Lienne had walked up to her. Grabbing onto her wrist the domineering woman twisted Aria around with her strong grip. Aria merely swung around with the motion, not showing any sign of surprise. Lienne deftly flipped up the hem of Aria’s maids outfit and clipped something onto the bulb of Aria’s clit. As the magical item grafted itself to Aria’s sensitive skin and began buzzing the normally mute mother shivered with pleasure. “A gift from our gracious mistress.” she hissed. The draconic beauty returned to her desk, going back to whatever task she had been about. That thing had never been removed, in fact Aria suspected it could not be removed. If it were a consistent massage then maybe she would have grown used to it, but after the first couple of days it had changed its pace seeming to know exactly when and how long to stimulate her little clit. Sometimes it would be on for an entire day, humming away at varying degrees of strength. Other’s it wouldn't buzz once but because she knew it was there and it could start at any moment. Subconsciously preparing for surprise stimulation. It was enough to bring her at least partly out of her fugue of carelessness even if she didn’t want or understand it.

Some time after that Lienne began to introduce more and more complicated tasks for Aria to handle, from very basic things like sorting some documents by type or figuring out some of the more simple numbers for a smaller part of the company. Even though Aria did not take to it at first, just staring down at the all the too-complicated tasks, Tienne eventually found that if she hinted that a certain group of triplets could possibly be punished then Aria would begin to work. She was slow at first, clearly struggling with the complex ideas on the paper, not prepared to allow her mind to resurface in any capacity.

Yet over time, with Lienne’s stern direction, Aria grew more capable with her work. Over the weeks she was engrossed with the increasingly difficult responsibilities Lienne gave her. Something about having something to distract her from this cruel world, no matter the source, began to return some form of life to her. She would talk now to Lienne, still nothing approaching friendship but asking for information or access to parts of the company as she needed that information. Lienne of course was not the perfectly loving leader, every so often Some new magical sex toy would be introduced which Aria would be **** to **** herself with for a few days. Occasionally she would be shoved down below Lienne’s desk and have to eat out her draconic teacher. All things which Aria took to, perhaps because of the threat to her daughters or because of the distraction it supplied. Neither knew.

“So… where are we going mom?”

Aria turned her head, her dark hair flipping over her far shoulder as she walked, looking to her daughter next to her. Smiling she said “to my new office dear. I do have a company to run.”

A frown creased the cute dickgirl’s face “but… you don’t have to…” she mumbled.

That was one thing she had been missing these past couple of months, when she had been consumed by the work Lienne gave to her. Looking at her innocent “little” Celise a part of her that she had thought dead, stirred. Aria was different now, she knew there was no changing that, she had been so thoroughly broken and re-assembled that it was a wonder any part of her old self remained. Yet she knew she would do anything for her children and the goddess who sired them.

“I know it sounds bad Cel, but I need to stay here to work on fixing this company. If we just leave then it would just find a way to keep on as it is. There’s a good that I can do here. Does that sound OK darling?”

Celise continued to frown but didn’t retort her mother, her fluffy ears drooping over her beautiful face as she stared forward in thought.

Aria sighed, it looked like she would need to personally sway her daughter’s as to the necessity of these things. They were young and naive, still holding to rigid morals.

“Daisy, can you please continue on by yourself. Just go to my office and make yourself comfortable.” she locked eyes with the poor thing “I promise, we’ll fix this. OK?”

Daisy nodded her head and hunching her ridiculously sexualized form she continued down the hall. The three watched her go, a slight tension growing in the air that Celise couldn’t quite place.

Barely a moment passed when Daisy was lost to sight that Aria tackled Celise. The slightly shorter elder pushed her daughter up against one of the ornate doors, her hands on the dickgirls arms which lay out at her sides against the door. Aria hungrily latched onto Celise’s lips with a ferocity that for the moment stunned Celise. Aria kissed and sucked at her daughter's lips, chin and nose.

“I’ve been.. Mm.. wanting to *smack* do this all morning.” she leaned back so she could look into her daughter’s eyes. “I love that you came to help me this morning, it meant the world to me that you were there. You’re one of the most beautiful, thoughtful people I’ve ever met and I’m delighted you’re my daughter.” a mischievous smile grew on the mature-ly young looking cougar’s sticky lips. “And I think I need to stop teasing you so I can give you a... proper reward.” her finger ran along the dark fabric that caressed her bodacious offspring's tummy. She moaned for the dazed woman’s pleasure as her finger found the tumescent rod of flesh squished between them. “What do you say honey? Will you let this silly old woman fuck you?”

Celise looked near to hyperventilating, her cheeks so red that Aria thought she could see through them. “I-I… oo-ohh god.” Celise felt as if she might collapse any moment, her mother’s words and proximity turning her into the equivalent of a teen virgin who’d just discovered the wonder of the opposite sex.

Aria smiled lovingly up at her progeny, gripping firmly onto her by the back of the neck and pulling her down for a warm and sensual kiss.

Aria’s delicate fingers splayed across the girth of the meaty pole prodding at her underboob. They made their way slowly up and down taking the time to feel along every throbbing vein. She massaged her slight stomach against her daughter’s length even as the kiss grew deeper, more longing. She could feel her daughter’s fervor growing with each moment that passed. The movements of her lips and tongue moulding to her own, her breath hot and heavy . It took all that Aria had to restrain her own need so she **** herself to keep it slow, to pay her daughter the attention she deserved.

Reaching around the taller woman she opened the door behind Celise and lightly shoved her inside. Deftly Aria spun around her daughter, pulling her into the room. She sashayed her way across the intricate carpet, her hand in her daughters, giving the bewitched girl a delicious view of her most “ample” asset.

Celise’s long dick bounced and bobbed in front of her, so hard and ready for what was to come that it slapped into her wrist as she held onto her mother’s soft hand. The pace was almost too slow, the bed too far away as Celise’s gaze locked onto the curvy swell before her. The dark curtain over those plump cheeks hiding little of the hips which had born her. Her cock seemed to swell at the thought of plowing those forbidden depths.

Suddenly they were at the bed. Celise didn’t notice what type or design, her focus solely on that of her mother, on the two dark eyes which stared back as she turned, filled with a heated desire.

“Come my little Cel, and let mommy treat you.”

Celise couldn’t speak. She watched as the primary source of feminine maturity in her life Still standing less than a foot away began to strip. She had seen her mother naked a million times before, most of the time in her panties as they all slept so close together. Yet now, her mother stripped for her, to turn her on, to fuck her. Each strip of cloth slid on velvety skin, each motion meant to entice, to tempt her sole viewer.

The swell of her hips, her not quite thin waist, the palmable breasts which sagged slightly but with a plumpness that made Celise’s mouth water and the meaty lips of her mother’s pussy. As the woman exposed her moist sex Celise couldn’t stand it anymore, overwhelmed and needing this release. Her hands gripped tightly to the soft skin at Aria’s sides, she mashed her lips to the other woman’s, groaning as her tongue searched for purchase inside the slippery hole. Her cock once again sequestered in between two bodies of feminine divinity, a bit of slimy liquid spurting from the tip with each heavy beat of Celise’s throbbing heart.

The two fell to the bed, The taller woman’s dark hair and floppy ears hiding them away from the outside world, their only focus that of their partner.

“Mm.. you’re such a good m..*smack* little girl…” she growled into the kiss as she reached down between their legs to fondle at the heavy balls which lay atop her hot, slimy sex. “You’re MY good little girl.” she said staring into the younger woman’s eyes. A devilish look crossed Aria’s features and she pulled in close so she could speak directly into her daughter’s ear, her breath hot and growling into the sensitive skin. “Now help me do my job and breed me like the sow I am.”

Horny beyond belief, somewhat scared but still so turned on by how forward her mother had become, she obliged.

With some difficulty she stood, clumsily removing her clothes before lining up with the sopping wet hole. For a moment she just drank in the juicy curves of her sexy cougar of a mother.

The meaty lips between those birthing hips were so wet that with her first over-eager thrust her reddened cock slipped, sliding across and leaving a trail of slime up Aria's lower stomach. They both moaned at the sublime contact.

Celise was shocked to discover a buzzing feeling emanating from her mother’s clit. The vibrations traveling up through her long cock, seeming to absorb all her mental willpower. “Ooooooh! Uuhnhh…. s..sorry mom.” Aria looked down to see over her tits which rested off to her sides slightly. Celise was backing up again, an expression of mixed overwhelming arousal and embarrassment on her features. The long dick and her massive nipples leaking their juicy liquids. She giggled slightly, “It’s ok baby, just take your time. I want you to enjoy this. Believe me, I will, no matter what.”biting her lips seductively she winked at her girl and was rewarded with a bit more blush in those cute cheeks.

She gripped onto her own breasts then, hefting the soft skin. She moaned not only at her own pleasure but also because she knew Celise would be watching.

Celise didn’t miss this time. Because of her previous thrust she over-estimated the **** needed and both girls were surprised as her long dick was nearly engulfed, the hot tunnel so wet with her own arousal. Both girls moaned out at the sudden plunge.

“Oh my baby! You feel so good!” Aria's arms moved to her sides gripping at the crumpled sheets with un-feeling hands.

“Ha...hahh… y..you too mm-mommy.” Celise’s voice was far away, her half lidded eyes locked to the hypnotically bouncing breasts.

Celise could barely stand, the sweltering tightness of her mother’s pussy causing such crushing pleasure that she felt as if every nerve now centered within that bed of flames. The baffling vibrations still stimulating her pussy pounder’s sensitive flesh. Shakily, with knees on the edge of the bed and hands to either side of the woman she began to fuck her mother’s snatch.

Her hot pole was so coated in the mixture of their sexes that the long gliding thrusts were almost friction less. her swinging balls coming down to slap wetly into that wide ass and the sheets below her each time she bottomed out inside her mother's birthing chamber.

“Just like that Cel, nice… and slow. Feel how wet I am, how wet you..nnf.. made me. You’re my beautiful little girl. Whenever you want..haah..we can do this. Again and mm..again. I'm always... ready for my cute little stud.” Aria said between heavy breaths.

Aria’s voice seemed to worm its way into Celise’s mind. She was lost to the beauty before her and insanity of the heaven her cock was slowly, deliciously fucking. Her nipples leaked profusely now, splatters of white covering her mother's stomach and the bed around them.

“Aahh… maybe even… you could...nnfh.. knock me up… haah. I could..aaf-fuck, give you another sis.” Aria's head rocked side to side in blissful ecstasy.

Something in her words ignited a flame in Celise. Falling to give better leverage to her quaking strength, her head lay sideways between the hypnotically swaying breasts. She began to pump her fat ass with a hunger.

“OH! AH.. Fuck!” Aria shook as she intertwined her arms and legs around her “little” dick girl.

Celise moaned incoherently into the soft breast which bounced back and forth in front of her as she relentlessly pounded the deepest part of her mom’s tight pussy.

Both were so lost to the onslaught of pleasure assaulting their minds that they didn't realize a certain forgotten, for the moment, goddess who had been licking wetly across the buffet of exposed asses and sexes. Her own lower half leaking profusely into the carpets as she lavished attention on the mating couple.

Celise’s eyes rolled as she felt her world twist sideways. Her hips pounded down one last time and unaware of anything but the raw instinct of the moment she bit down on the soft orb on her mother’s chest. Her heavy balls constricted as her cock swelled with her baby-batter, her mind going blank at the moment of blissful release.

Aria cried out at the mix of pain and pleasure, her core filling with the heat of her daughter’s thick seed. As her body lit ablaze in climax she contorted, her lips caressing her daughter’s forehead, limbs locked tightly about the insensate girl.