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Chapter 22 by WaterMage WaterMage

Does she agree?

Yes

“No, I… oh gods, yes!” she cries out, cumming around your cock. “Yes, I do! I want to watch you ravish my own daughter, strip her of her virginity! I want to help! I’m a sick, perverse slut! I should have been a whore! The best place for me is getting used by a man!”

You aren’t going to argue with that, you think, as you pour another load into her, this one nowhere near as massive as the first few. You step away, and she stands shakily, clutching at the chains for support. You admire her chained figure as you pull on your britches and re-tie them, she really is a fine looking specimen. Adriana, you note, has finally fled at her mother’s words. You wonder if she’s cowering in fear in her room – or pleasuring herself wantonly at the thought of what is to come.

Sophia still seems shocked by her own words nearly crying with shame and embarrassment and you reach out and stroke her cheek softly. “My slut-****.” You kiss her gently before working carefully to release the chains free from the hooks above. “I hope your daughter’s as fine a harlot as you. If not, we’ll work together to do what it takes to make her one.”

“She’s a lucky girl,” Sophia says suddenly. “I wish you could have been my first.”

True to your word, you lead her naked and chained back to where you first climbed the stairs, your seed still dribbling down her smooth thigh. Sophia seems to alternate between blushing and hiding herself and proudly flaunting her violated womanhood and defiled state. Not that it’s particularly relevant. Your show on the balcony seems to have inspired the people in the courtyard, and every one of them is engaged in some form of fucking. You doubt there’ll be an unused hole in Sophia’s household by morning.

You walk along the hall, and pause. To your right is Adriana’s room, down the hall, Sophia’s, ahead of you is the master bedroom. You could burst into the girl’s room now, show the young maiden her mother while she still bears the marks of your passionate lust. Or you could take some time to prepare, maybe call her to attend on you in one of the other rooms.

What do you decide?

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