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“I think she appears to you when Mistress blowjob is doing something she wouldn’t otherwise do without Corruption,” I said, nodding to myself, “like enslaving her own cousin.” I looked somberly down at Angela, “She’s a good person, Angela; she’s just really damaged. If you can get Corruption out of her, you’ll see for yourself.” “I make no promises,” Angela said, “but I’ll try when the opportunity presents itself. That probably means the next time your mistress decides she wants to fuck Sex Party her cousin.” “I hope that’s soon,” I whispered as Mistress stepped away from the bar, “because she’s dangerous, Angela; really dangerous. We’re in a city of stone, and she’s the Earth Former.” “I understand that.” Angela said, looking nervously at the approaching god, “I was planning on booking it the moment I got my chance, but I’ll stick around and see what I can do.” “Thank you.” I whispered, genuinely grateful, feeling hope for the first time since I’d left Tentigo. Angela gave me a subtle nod, and then receded into Justina’s brain as Mistress stepped onto the table. “Are you two getting along?” Mistress said, tousling my braided hair like I was a child. “Yes, Mistress.” Justina and I said in unison, in almost equal levels of subservience. I smiled up at her, my renewed hope brimming from my face. I’ve found a way to save you, Willowbud, I thought, feeling like my old self again, and it only took me one day; that must be a new record. TERA The chandelier glowed its steady blue in Gloria’s room, illuminating the bags of foliage we’d harvested in a sapphire hue. The soil would take weeks to clean out, but at least all the birds and insects had since flown out the window. We’d completely forgotten about Alexa, and found her sleeping soundly beneath a layer of tulips. Brandon worked with stiff efficiency, not talking to any of us, seemingly lost in thought. Lost in incestual fantasy, more likely, I sniggered to myself, you dirty, dirty boy, Brandon. Gloria stole more than a few glances at the boy, and I struggled to push down my jealousy. Brandon didn’t belong to any of us, but I found him first, so I felt like I at least had first-call on his dick. At least, until he made Angela a new body. The chandelier glowed its deep red, marking someone’s blood on the door outside. I turned to Gloria, and she frowned. So, not expecting guests. Great. I reached beneath my cloak, and grasped the daggers strapped to my hips. “Mother?” a painfully familiar voice called from outside. ANGELA Grunt, Gronk, Flendian, and Hacksaw stood at our flanks as Willowbud walked me to Gloria’s door, with Astrid right behind us. I wanted to abandon Justina and rush into the house to tell Brandon what was up, but the enslaved succubus was boiling-over with the desire to tell her master all about him. The enslaved Justina bore very little mature of her usual sharp intellect, which made her mercifully easy to subdue, but damn, was she tenacious. There’s a Creator in there, and his name is Brandon, and he is the Life Giver, and his sister is in my head, and her name is Angela, and she is conspiring against you with Astrid, and… It went on and on like that, each phrase ending with an upward inflection, her tongue trying to form the words to please her new master. Thankfully, she wasn’t always like this. In her cumshot enslaved state, Justina’s forward-thinking self was replaced with a dumb bimbo of fleeting, present thought. Most of her inner-monologue went like: I love my master, and I want to suck her cock, and I want to cook her dinner, and I want her in my butt, and I want to buy her flowers, and I want to eat her ass, and I want to get her chocolates… Which, while annoying, was certainly easier to ignore than the train of treason she was spewing now. So, I could not leave Justina, even for a second, and all I could do was hope that Tera and Gloria didn’t come out spoiling for a fight. As far as I could tell, Willowbud didn’t come here with violence in mind, but she was obviously ready for it. “Go on,” Willowbud said, giving me a possessive squeeze on blow job the ass, “call for mommy.” “Mother?” I called, taking control of Justina’s mouth, and hoping that my voice sounded enough like hers. My FIL was in his room taking rest. “It will take more than that,” he explained as his hand went to the back of her head, she resisted for a moment then took his into her mouth. “Ok guys. Quite many teachers was inside taking a cup of coffee before the classes started so Mikaela slipped outside in the corridor to get a private talk with Ronja. Clara was now more naked than I had been. Maybe she wants to squirt her honey again, blowjob Jason thought and doubled his efforts. “Something that maybe knew more about us than we would like to admit,” Fin said. The dog swiped his tongue over mature her panty clad blow job pussy, sending shockwaves through the trembling blonde. 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