Your Master

You peer at your phone. It is Bune. You pick up eagerly. Just the thought of talking to him makes you wet.

“Tara, I have an announcement. Please come to my my apartment this evening.”

“Of course.”

He hangs up and you slide a pair of fingers into your pussy. Meetings with Bune are inevitably fun and frequently profitable.

You arrive on time and gracefully enter. Sara is on the couch, a blond girl nestled between her legs. She moans and gives you a little wave.

Di wears a regal looking white dress. She looks over at Sara with ill concealed disgust.

“So nice to see you, Tara. Bune will be here in a moment.”

The door opens. Bune enters, with a pair of men in suits trailing. He looks different. It takes you a moment to figure out what changed. He looks older and more distinguished.

“You might be wondering why I’ve gathered you here. I’ve decided to run for President.”

You applaud. Di applauds. Sara moans and claps.

“Before I announce my candidacy, we will need to do some things. I am planning on running as a conservative, so I’ll need a prim and proper wife with good speaking skills.”

Sara cums with a cute little scream. The blond looks up her face coated in Sara’s black juices.

Sara raises her hand. “I can do it!”

Di glares at her.

“Thank you for your enthusiasm, Sara. However, I’m running as a conservative. As such I can fuck a porn star, but not be married to one. Tara, I expect you can find me an appropriately depraved, amoral, status climber?”

You bow your head. “Of course, Master.”

You already begin mentally listing candidates.

“Tara, we will also need cash. See to it my coffers fill.”

You grimace. “Of course.”

“Sara, I may need you to create some scandal’s.”

Sara slips a pair of fingers in her soaked sex. She pulls them out and licks them off sensually. “No problem. I create scandal without even trying.”

“Di, I will need to circulate some of my positions around the elite. I want some conservative credentials before I announce.”

Di sneers a bit. “Aren’t some of those positions...moral?”

“You fail to understand, Di. My positions don’t matter so long as my followers worship me instead of their precious god.”

Di smiles and nods. “It will be done.”

Bune claps his hands. You allow your dress to slip off. Sara is ready and eager. It takes Di a few moments more. Soon you are all kissing one another. All except for Sara and Di. Their feud is becoming more obvious.

You kiss Bune and urge Sara to pleasure you. It doesn’t take much urging. With masterful technique, she slides her tail into your pussy. Say what you will about the lust demon, she is still a tremendous fuck. She undulates and slides in and out of you. You cum from her attentions while kissing Bune’s chest.

After spraying Di with his seed, Bune turns his attention to you. You moan as his enormous phallus enters you. While Sara is all technique, Bune is rage and ****. He pushes into you with zeal.

“More. Fuck. More!”

Your encouraging increases his pace. Di, refusing to eat out Sara, instead kisses and pinches your breasts. Bune exploded inside you. You just explode in orgasm.

When Bune is finished the orgy ends. He points you on the the way.

You look back. “I’ll have you a wife shortly, Mr. President.”