His cock, a foot long and as thick around as a bottle, was harder than it had ever been, watching her perfection destroy with so much precision. He was harder than even he had been for Daniela—and before seeing Celeste, Jacob had thought he had perfected the female race with his alterations to Daniela. And still, indeed, the blonde beauty was insanely gorgeous, safely tucked away in a hidden bunker under the mansion.
But this Celeste was...a different sort of creature entirely. Regality beyond all regality. Divinity beyond all divinity. Every part of her fuckable, beautiful, and fertile.
The “Jacob” she had found, the one whose will she had destroyed with such ease, was the millionaire owner of the house, finally doing something useful with himself. It had been nothing at all to give him Jacob's own appearance, to use him as bait.
And Celeste had fallen for it.
Now, though, she had figured out the game—or was about to—and Jacob didn't have much time.
There wasn’t the luxury for a multitude of commands on the tablet. He did not want to lose himself in all the myriad ways he could fuck with her mind when there was only one singularly important idea to drive home.
She needed to obey him. After that, all else could be negotiated.
Quickly, he tried to input that she loved him—but the screen flickered and faltered, flashing an error screen.
Was she not capable of love? Was that too much of a task for a will so strong?
Thinking fast, he thought of a backdoor. He wouldn’t give her entirely new feelings. Instead, he transposed Daniela’s submissive, hot, aching, needy, addicted feelings about his cock and delivered them to Celeste.
The tablet flickered and faltered again, but after several moments of processing, he got the little green pop-up stating that the command had been a success.
She craved his cock, now, whether she knew it or not. She was addicted to him...and he would exploit that need to its fullest.
Good.
And that was when he spoke to her, allowing himself to become noticeable again.
“Not bad,” he said, re-entering the realm of the visible. “Not bad at all. But not enough.”
She turned around, shock in her blazing emerald eyes. His ruse, evidently, had worked completely. She had thought that the millionaire he had transformed, the man she had so easily seduced into being her slave—and then whom she had killed—had been him.
“I...see,” she said, gulping, looking up at Jacob.
The man he had transformed to look like him was only a pale imitation of the God he was now. Past seven feet tall, more than five hundred pounds of solid muscle, he was golden and bright—a beacon of masculinity, the apex of all possible alpha males. Celeste looked upon him and trembled with desire...and Jacob knew he had her. Her face, so impossibly perfect, contorted with the agony of resistance, knowing that the second she gave in to her newfound lust for him, her power and independence would be lost forever.
It had been impossible, only hours ago, to imagine a woman being more beautiful and compelling than Daniela. She was everything to him.
And yet now that he had seen Celeste, he knew that perfection had a competitor.
Daniela would hate that, of course—and she would love it. Her thirst for competition had finally found someone who could slake it for her.
If Daniela’s sun was like staring into the sun from Mercury, then Celeste’s was like staring at it from right outside Mercury’s surface, just a few hundred miles closer. Either way, the view was blinding.
“It's wonderful to meet you, finally,” said Jacob, reaching up to touch Celeste's chin.
She backed away, swatting his hand—but once she touched him, her hands only remained on his, her breath catching, breasts heaving. Though she wore gloves—long red elbow-length gloves, making Jacob's cock even harder—he knew she could feel the heat of his body easily.
The heat of his body, and the heat of hers.
He watched her summon her will—a mighty, admirable effort, and then the smoke entered her eyes.
“You are very powerful,” she admitted, “to fool me. I will not lie. I am impressed. But the fact remains that I have centuries of power behind my every movement...and you are an amateur compared to me.”
“Then why is your cunt so wet?”
She ignored this question, walking around him, strutting through the wreckage she had created. He watched her clear her own path with flits of her power, telekinetically pushing the rubble around until the study was clear of any impediment. Her heels clicked musically; her walk was a symphony of seduction. Precum, hot and thick, streamed from his cock like a river. It took every ounce of himself not to take her then and there.
But he couldn't. She had to submit first. Otherwise...he couldn't be sure that he was actually in charge. That he was winning. That she was his.
“I'll admit you've had...an effect.” She licked her lips, her eyes flashing at him. His precum streamed harder—the sight was intensely erotic. “Perhaps I could make you a deal. Give me the Djinn Stone, and I shall make you the first man to ever share my bed. The only man.”
She had promised herself long ago that she would never be taken in such a way. But he was turning her on so much...
He raised an eyebrow. “You're a virgin?”
She tossed her hair back, one long leg posed forward sexily. “Naturally.”
Advancing upon her, Jacob felt no reason not to play with her a little. “I warn you, great sorceress. I would not be an idle lover.”
“Oh no?”
She thought she was winning, now.
“No. I would make demands of you. I would fuck you senseless every night. You would know my cock, and my cock alone. No others would do. I would make your every evening filled with my seed, your every morning knowing the taste of my shaft, your every afternoon feeling my tongue upon yours...and your pussy.”
“You would...make demands...of me?”
She seemed to be trying to make herself sound arrogant, demeaning—as in, “you would make demands of me?” But what came out instead was a breathy plea, her enormous tits barely remaining inside of her tiny lace bra. His cock strained forward, but he managed his distance carefully—the tip was inches away from her midsection, his precum dripping down onto her high-heeled shoes.
“Naturally,” said Jacob. “Unless you think that unnatural. Unless you think, instead, that it should be you begging me for the chance at my cock. Begging to taste my seed. Begging to bear my young, to know what it is to adore a True Male...forever.”
He put a hand on her shoulder now, almost exploding from the touch of her bare skin against his. So soft! So warm! Powerful seductive sensations exploded into his body, but he remained strong. His grip tightened, and he began to push her down, feeling her knees buckle.
“Oh...oh fuck...” Celeste moaned.
“You want me, Celeste. You want my cock. You want to serve my cock. Kneel, and take your place before me...and I shall give it to you.”
Her eyes flitted up and down, from his handsome face to his enormous cock, the source of all her material wants in the world. Her lips were wet with saliva, her perfect line of upper teeth sliding over that plump bottom lip.
“Kneel,” he said again, “and I shall make all your dreams come true. All the power in the world, you will have. No one will ever resist you or defy you. No one shall ever stand in your way. Your every desire shall be known. All will praise your name, praise you as the Goddess you are. You need only submit to me and I will give you everything.”
He could see her resisting, her body quivering before him. As she trembled, her fur coat dropped to the floor, revealing the full majesty of herself. Her face, so haughty and arrogant before, stared up at him with complete vulnerability. She was spiraling fast, becoming his—all he had to do was push.
Up close, shed of the fur she had been wearing, her entire body was divine. He was struck again by the truth that never, never once had his cock been harder—not even for fucking Dan
iela in her full Goddess form.
He took her by the throat, squeezing gently. “You belong to me, now, little girl. Kneel for your Man. Kneel for Master.”
“F-fuck...” she moaned.
Her legs gave out, and she dropped, her throat leaning into his grip. Slowly, he let her lower all the way down until her knees caressed the floor, sliding into her fur.
Now she was face-to-face with his cock. It was completely hard, sticking up almost to his belly in its hardness, its exultant length. Cum slathered downward—no longer precum at all. Just looking at Celeste kneeling like that, her breasts pumping up and out from her heavy breaths, had him cumming—but he had it under control. It was a slow, steady stream, jetting down on the fur beneath her.
The pleasure of her sight was undeniable, but his will was indomitable.
“Please...” she said, her voice soft, cooing. No man in history had ever had this Goddess under his control like this, and Jacob knew it. “Please...I’m supposed...supposed to win. To be in charge...”
“You’ll be in charge,” he said, smiling. “You’ll be at the very tip-top of my slaves. Order them however you want. And you and I have an entire world to enslave, don’t we?”
“...nnh...” she moaned, licking her incredible lips at the sight of his constantly streaming cum. It had formed a pool at her knees, spreading into them. Her stockings began to be soaked. Its addictive chemicals pushed into her skin, becoming a part of her system. One gloved hand raised up tentatively and tried to stroke him.
He slapped the hand away. She was shocked and began stuttering protestations, her voice soft and whiny.
“First, you pledge yourself to me. Only me. Name me your Master. And then I’ll let you touch me. Suck me. Fuck me. What do you think of that?”
“I pledge myself to you, Master” she said, almost automatically. “Oh fuck, please Master, let me...let me—”
He thanked whatever greater forces were listening that she had given in at last. He did not how much longer he could have held out. His cock surged forward and he shoved himself against her mouth, letting her take its great length through her lips and down into her throat. Cum jetted still from his cock, his enormous balls pumping furiously to maintain production, only now it was no longer a slow river but the heavy blast of a hose.
Celeste moaned heartily, slurping up and down, delighted choked laughs sounding from her virgin throat as she moved. Her eyes, so deep and green, stared up into his, and he knew he owned her totally. His hands ran through her hair, tugging at it, grasping masses of it as thick as his forearm and piling it over her head, reveling in the slick silky softness only she could possess.
Jacob couldn't believe the sensations she delivered. “You—are—so—fucking—good!”
Her lips were like fire, her tongue a whip of liquid bliss. Every part of her was designed to give him the greatest pleasure in the world.
“Have your troops stand down,” he said, still fucking her beautiful mouth, “and return my women.”
Celeste, clearly cumming at obeying his command, nodded slightly with just the head of his tremendous cock in her mouth. She closed her eyes, concentrating, and then slid off him just slightly.
“Done, Master.”
Her voice was slightly slurred, her tongue still draping across his tip, lapping him up as he sprayed hot cum against her throat and tits. As soon as she finished speaking, though, her lips re-wrapped themselves around his rod, sinking her beautiful throat into his shaft once more.
Slowly, his slaves began to file back into the room, sitting down and kneeling from a distance, fingering their hot cunts and whispering quiet prayers of praise to their God for ruling the day. The male slaves that Celeste had returned to their car, and from there, would return to their home—they had no purpose in Jacob's house.
After a few more minutes of this, Daniela arrived, having been told the danger had passed and that her Master had won. The blond goddess strutted forward in her pale blue sheer gown, her massive tits jiggling merrily. Everything about her was regal and pure, her own body in her outfit almost on par—if not completely equal—to Celeste's.
Daniela slid up against her Master, taking his arm into hers, docking her tits against his hefty bicep. If Celeste cared about her intrusion, she did not show it, far too busy still with earnestly sucking up more of her new Master's cum. Her desire seemed endless...and so was his.
“My love,” Daniela whispered. “She is so beautiful...so amazing...”
There was fear in her eyes, and well there should be. The one possible rival to Daniela’s perfection, and, without further modification to Daniela, possibly very easy his new favorite. Jacob, sensing this fear, this trepidation, began to fuck Celeste harder. Soon, the dark-haired beauty was bent over backwards beneath Jacob, with him practically squatting down into her as he fucked her luscious mouth.
“I...” Daniela gulped. “I want to remain yours, my love,” she whispered. “Please, Daddy...don’t...”
She could not finish, fingering her sparkling hot cunt as she watched the erotic display of the immortal Celeste sucking off her God. She could not resist the call of all that pleasure being delivered to her Master.
This was, of course, the same sort of begging plea that Vivian had made.
And yet Jacob knew Daniela’s value—her potential. Better than Vivian could have ever hoped to be.
“Do not worry, my Wife...” he said, smiling. “There is nothing that says a God cannot have more than one wife, is there?”
Daniela's eyes shined with triumph. “No, Master. Nothing at all. In fact, that is what you deserve! Two goddess wives...two perfect slaves, blonde and black-haired, to adore your every motion, serve your ever need! To be taken by you. Forced by you. Bred by you.”
Jacob, hearing that, lost some of his control—but it no longer mattered. Everything important was under his control now.
He pushed Celeste down to the ground, shoving his cock between her tits, ripping off her bra in the process, and titfucked her all the way to completion. Those heavenly mounds, so round and big, were like nothing he had ever felt before—tighter and warmer and slicker (from all the cum and precum covering Celeste) than some women's cunts. He emptied all the way out onto Celeste's face, spraying all over her hair and face. His cock was so big that as he thrust into her her lips could slide around the head, taking hot shots of his cum into her mouth.
After many furtive, hard thrusts, his cum spray slowed, and he felt sated...but only for a moment. Daniela slid forward and began to drag her tongue up and down Celeste's impossibly gorgeous face, slurping down every last drop of her Master's cum. Celeste moaned, smelling all that cum on Daniela's breath, and grabbed the blond, kissing her deeply.
Their embrace was passionate, needy—Jacob could not help himself. He grabbed the tablet, just nearby, and began to make a few changes. Swiping and tapping, soon, Daniela was utterly in love with Celeste...and Celeste, her resistance now conquered, was absolutely in love—deep, romantic, needy, aching love, with both Daniela and Jacob.
Their embrace immediately became a thousand times more intimate, the two of them giggling softly, kissing like passionate girlfriends and not just the furiously conquered fuckslaves of a fervent tyrant. The two of them traded hot glances at each other, and then—as Jacob sat up off Celeste's gorgeous chest, his thick cock dragging down her impeccably built torso and resting on her thighs—both began to groan with need.
“Virgin,” Daniela whispered softly. “She's still a virgin, isn't she, Master? You must fix that. You must fuck her, please? You must...you must breed her, oh God, oh Daddy, please?”
Celeste nodded, beginning to gyrate her hips upward, slowly dancing on the ground to entice him forward.
“You must, my love,” she moaned. “I need it, Master. My Master, please?”
Jacob grinned. He needed to impregnate her, but it was fun to make this goddess squirm.
“Oh, I don't know...” he said, sliding his cockhead around
her entrance, letting his cum and precum trail down and soak her cunt. “Do you really want it?”
“Oh yes, she needs it, Master.” Daniela slipped behind Celeste now, cradling her beautiful head inside of her breasts. “Tell him, baby. Tell him how you need his fucking cock. Tell him how you need him to break you in half.”
“Take me!” Celeste slid her head against the sides of Daniela's soft tits, groaning and biting her lips in pleasure. “Be my first, my love! Oh please be the first man inside me! I need it! I need it so bad!”
He could hold back no more. Both beauties urging him on, needing him to fuck this Goddess...it was all he could stand not to cum right away. His thick, huge cock pushed hard into Celeste's entrance—and immediately she came. A soft, high-pitched, moaning scream flung from her mouth, silenced quickly as Daniela leaned forward and kissed her, cleaning that hot goddess mouth thoroughly with her tongue.
Thrusting, pumping, breaking through all virginal resistance, Jacob fucked Celeste with limitless energy. There was no taking it easy, no easing himself in—he fucked her furiously and fast and right away, his hips pistoning forward and his cock shoving deep into her tight canal as she squeezed and came again and again around him.
“Tell me, please, Daddy!” Celeste cried. “Tell me I'm yours! Tell me I'm yours forever, please! I was so wrong to deny you! So wrong to think I could win! You'll always win! You are my superior, my Master! I need you, I love you, please!”
Around them, the other slaves were fingering themselves even harder than they had before, their faces contorting with rapture—this holiest of holies transpiring before them. In the future, these few dozen would always be regarded with the utmost respect and reverence for witnessing the single most perfect act in creation—their God transcending, his apotheosis complete.
“You're mine,” Jacob huffed, feeling his orgasm approach yet again—one bigger than all the rest. The one that would impregnate her and mark as his total breeding bitch property. “Mine forever.”
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