Slaves of the Demon Master

by Powerone

  Icas noticed a change in her. He looked at Soran, and he nodded back. Icas reached for Becky. “Come, sit down,” he urged her, but he didn’t give her a chance to object. He began to pull her down onto his lap, surprised that she made no attempt to stop him.

  Becky felt her body float down to her chair. She loved her chair, but it felt different when she sat down. It took a minute for her to realize that someone else was in her chair with her. She looked over her shoulder and saw Icas. She felt his hands come around her waist so protectively, pulling her back against him. Soft, wet lips nuzzled her neck and gave her goose bumps. Her ass squirmed, and she realized that there was something else beneath her. It was hard and throbbing each time she moved. Then, she realized she moved her ass on his cock and she caused it to stir, yet she didn’t stop. It felt good to control a man in such a way. Soran stood over her but didn’t move. Becky felt the hands on her waist began to move. They were slow and deliberate, as if they fondled her.

  Icas couldn’t stop his cock from jerking uncontrollably when Becky moved her sweet ass on his cock. It was as though she masturbated him with her ass cheeks. She didn’t try to push his hands away, so he got bolder. His hands slid over her legs, slowly drawing her short skirt up to reveal more of her legs. His hands slid to her hips, finding naked flesh beneath the skirt. She pushed her back against his chest, and he was sure that he heard a soft moan from her. He grew more eager as his hands slid over her belly and inched up toward her breasts. He expected to get his face slapped, but instead, she drew her arms up over her head as if offering up her breasts for him to explore. He cupped each one as his fingers curled around the firm flesh. He couldn’t believe he was doing this, but there was no doubt what lay in the palms of his hands.

  She felt hands touch her, but it felt good. She didn’t understand why she felt this way; all she knew was that her pussy grew damp with desire. Lips continued to kiss her so softly, all over her neck as the hands continued to explore her body. She looked up at Soran. He began to take off his shirt as if it was the most natural thing to do. She should look away, but she couldn’t. He pulled it off, naked to the waist, his firm, hard chest rippled with muscles. Her eyes were mesmerized, unable to draw away from his large hands that moved to his waist. He opened his belt and soon unbuttoned the single button on his jeans. He paused, and then, she heard the soft whisper of his zipper slide down. She could see the bulge in his dark-blue shorts as he opened his jeans. He didn’t touch his cock, but it moved by itself. He slowly pushed his jeans down as if he did a striptease, sliding them off his ankles after he kicked off his shoes and socks. When he stood back up, he was clad only in his shorts. They were pulled tight by the thickness that lay beneath it. His hands moved to his sides, but her eyes were transfixed on the bulge in his shorts.

  Icas felt her move forward, forced to pull his hands from her breasts. Her hands reached out to Soran. He was jealous when he saw her fingers outline Soran’s cock in his shorts, fingers on each side until she revealed his cock so vividly. Her face was only inches from it.

  He was so big. Becky felt her fingers touch the edge of his cock and send it quivering in excitement. She pressed firmly with her fingers so she could trap it with his shorts, but that barely stopped the vigorous movement of his cock. Her fingers moved in closer until she captured it. She couldn’t take her eyes off his cock. Not even to look up at him. It was as if his cock was the only thing in the universe.

  Soran couldn’t wait any longer. It was difficult to stand there while her fingers teased his cock. “Take off your sweater; it’s warm in here,” he ordered her.

  She began to pull her sweater off and found Icas helping her. Her arms went up into the air, and Icas pulled it off. She looked at Soran now. She saw it in his eyes; he didn’t need to say a word.

  She began to get up off the chair, and Soran led her over to her bed.

  “Stay there,” he ordered Icas, “until I tell you.” He saw the look of disappointment on his face, but he wanted him aroused to a fever pitch first. He could watch him as he prepared Becky.

  The bed looked so big and inviting. She sat on the edge of her bed, but then, Soran swept her legs up and she lay flat on her back in the center of the bed. She looked at Soran as he stood to the side of the bed. Her fingers went to her blouse and instinctively began to unbutton it, though not sure why. She didn’t stop until three buttons were open, and she boldly pushed the two sides of the blouse open so her frilly blue bra was revealed. Her fingers teased across her naked cleavage, sending her nipples into stone-hard tips that throbbed with such pleasure. Soran walked around to the other side of the bed. She saw Icas still on the chair, but he stared at her. Vossler stood next to him, but his eyes were also transfixed on her. It was as though she was the center of the universe. She closed her eyes as Soran lay on the bed next to her. He turned toward her, and she felt his lips touch her neck. He nibbled at her neck, but it was his hands that began to explore her body that sent shivers through her body. She felt so relaxed with him, her legs parted with ease when his hand touched her knee and began the slow, sensuous journey up her inner thigh. She wanted his mouth on her breasts, but he was content with her neck, so her hands slid down to her breasts and caressed the half-naked flesh. She pushed the bra down shamelessly to seek out her throbbing nipples. Her nipples wanted to be touch, even if it was her own hands that did it.

  Soran spread her legs with ease but teased himself as his hands explored all her firm, youthful flesh but didn’t touch her pussy, not yet. It would be Icas that would get that privilege. He squeezed her thigh as her skirt slid higher up her legs until her panties were revealed. He looked at Icas and gestured him over with his eyes.

  Icas stroked his cock through his pants, unable to control his lust as he saw Becky spread out on the bed, her head drawn back in pleasure, her legs spread obediently. He saw Soran’s look and immediately got up to tower over the bed. He began to undress, but he did it slowly when he saw Becky open her eyes and look at him.

  She felt something near the bed, opening her eyes to see Icas stand there. Her first glimpse was the bulge in his pants. She didn’t know why her eyes were drawn there, yet she couldn’t pull them away, even as he began to undress. He moved slowly, first his shirt, and then, his hands went to his pants. He drew them down slowly, and when he rose back up, his hands touched his cock. Becky wished it were her hands that did it. Then, she felt the bed sink as he got on the bed. It only took seconds before she was pinned between two men, both of them naked except their shorts. They both turned sideways until she felt their throbbing organs pulsating against her flesh. Two men began to kiss her and nibble her flesh. So many hands touched her, rubbing her legs, under her skirt and moving close to her pussy, but they disappointed her. They never touched her there, yet she grew wet with arousal. She shut her eyes once again to let her dissolve in the pleasure of two men’s caressing hands. She drew her legs up, spread wide, her skirt uncovered her as the men’s hands caressed and fondled her flesh. She never felt such pleasure before. It was as if she were in a sexual trance.

  It was time for Icas, so Soran got off the bed, at least for now. Icas would get his pleasure first, but he’d help him. He went to the other side of the bed. He tapped Icas on the shoulder. “Get up.” He saw the disappointment in his eyes. “Only for a second.”

  Icas watched as Soran grabbed Becky’s legs and turned her sideways until her feet were aimed at the side of the bed. She did nothing to stop him.

  “Show her what your mouth can do?” Soran pushed Icas down until his face was between her legs. The minute his hair touched her thighs, she spread her legs wantonly. Icas didn’t need any further encouragement. He began to lick and kiss her thighs as he made his way up between her legs.

  She felt the stubble on his face scratch her tender inner thighs, but that couldn’t stop the pleasure that she felt as he kissed her thighs and he moved so close to her pussy. Please kiss my pussy, she begged silently. The moment his mouth touched
the edge of her panties, her hand went into her bra and yanked out one of her breasts harshly, too eager for her touch. Her fingers sought out her nipple, pinching it hard as she felt teeth nibble on the soft lips of her pussy beneath her panties. She knew he tasted her juices as he bit her soaked panties. She couldn’t stop her hips from moving, fucking his face, trying to push it harder into her pussy.

  Icas never had a woman lay so obediently before him as he ate her. She humped his mouth as his teeth found her panties and bit into them. He kept them in his mouth as he began to draw them down her legs. Her ass rose up submissively to help him as her panties slid down over her ass, and he yanked them down to her knees with his teeth. Too eager to taste her, he pulled her panties down with his hands, holding her legs up in the air as he pulled them off. He put her legs back down on the bed, spread wide as his mouth sought out its target.

  Soran began to kiss her neck again, but it was Icas’ mouth that she wanted to feel. His wet, hot tongue slid up her thighs as her ass rose up to give him greater access. He moved so close to her pussy, knowing he could smell her arousal. The sharp intake of her breath rang out so loudly in the room. “HHHSSS.” Her juices flooded his tongue when he touched her, running along her slit as he explored her pussy. Her skirt was over her waist, naked from the waist down as the three men gazed at her most intimate charms, but all she could think about was the pleasure the tongue brought to her.

  Icas took him time, first licking along her puffy lips before his fingers pulled them apart. His eyes were only inches from her pink, wet inner lips that sparkled in the bright lights of the room. His tongue moved into the soft folds of her pussy and began to lap up her abundant nectar that flowed so freely. He heard her cries of pleasure as his tongue touched every centimeter of her pussy, all except the very top. He’d save that for last, teasing her by ignoring her clit until she begged him to please her there.

  She humped his face, not caring how it looked; she only cared for the pleasure he gave her. She didn’t know why she hadn’t succumbed to his charms before, the pleasure so great. His tongue got hard and pointed as it sought entrance to her pussy, feeling like a tiny cock shoved in and out. She tried to please it by tightening her muscles, but it had already withdrawn. She couldn’t wait to feel his cock inside her, then she’d show him how tight she was.

  Icas thought his cock would burst unless he got inside her, but he had one task to complete first. He pried apart her pussy lips once again, this time high up. His fingers sought out her clit, pinching it until he trapped it between his fingers. Only then did his tongue begin to work it over. She cried loudly when his tongue moved back and forth over the tip as he felt it swell to such prominence. She began to hump his face as she grew so aroused, but he pulled away.

  She opened her eyes wide when his tongue left her clit. She had a look of disappointment on her face when he kneeled up on the bed, but that changed to anticipation when he pulled his shorts down and revealed his cock. Soran got off the bed, but she cared little. She saw Icas stroke his cock to greater hardness, and her pussy flooded with her juices in anticipation of his hard, throbbing cock pushing inside to give her such pleasure. Buster was never an imaginative lover and only sought out his own pleasure. She had higher expectations for Icas.

  Icas watched as Becky opened the remaining buttons of her blouse then pushed it off. She reached behind her, her breasts strained in the bra as she unhooked it and pushed it off to leave her naked except for her skirt sitting on her waist. He made quick work of that, pulling it down in haste until she was naked. She looked into his eyes as she spread her legs wide, her pussy welcomed his throbbing cock. He kneeled between her legs, his cock poised to enter her.

  “Put his cock inside you, Becky.” It was Soran’s voice that ordered her.

  Becky was more than eager enough, reaching down so her fingers could curl around his hard, hot cock. Her fingers relished it, fondling it before she moved it down to the opening of her pussy. She rubbed the head up and down her slit as her body shuddered in such excitement. He lay on top of her, as her fingers reluctantly released his cock. He began to nuzzle her breasts with his mouth just as his cock began to enter her. He took possession of her, all of her senses drawn between her legs as he began to move inside her. She never felt anything like it before. It was as though his cock dominated her very being. It moved relentlessly inside her, drawn back only so it could push in harder and deeper. It filled her, every inch of her as if she molded around it. His hands slid down her hips until he cupped her buttocks and pulled her up to receive his hard thrusts inside her. He began to fuck her, sliding in and out with such vigor as his fingers fanned over her buttocks to hold her up to receive him.

  Soran watched her fuck Icas, pleased that Icas finally got his wish. Soon, he’d be old enough to command such powers. Becky’s head was thrown back in such bliss as Icas fucked her hard and fast. She took every thrust without regard.

  Icas never felt such pleasure. Her pussy gripped his cock like thousands of fingers. Not even Soran and Vossler in the room discouraged Becky; it was as though they weren’t there or she didn’t care. All of her attention was to giving him all the pleasure he wanted. It was as though she was controlled somehow. If this is what he could look forward to when he turned of age, he couldn’t wait. His hands dug into her ass cheeks harder, and he rode her relentlessly.

  “Cum with him, Becky, cum with Icas,” Soran ordered her.

  She rotated her hips so she could feel his cock touch her clit and that was all that was needed. She fucked him until she felt his body grow rigid and then his cock swelled up inside her. He began to cum inside her, just as she exploded with him. Each time he jetted inside, her pussy muscles gripped his cock and squeezed out another jet of cum. Their sweaty bodies meshed into one, the smell of sex permeated the room as they exploded in sync with each other.

  Becky lay back on the bed as Icas got off her. Naked, she was exhausted, unable to move. She looked over and saw Soran. Her eyes gazed down as his hand slid into the waistband of his shorts and slowly slid them down. His cock was hung up on them, but then, it sprang free, bouncing as it was released from the tight confines. His hand held it as he stared at her. She knew that he’d fuck her next, and she couldn’t wait. But, then, Soran got on the bed, near her head. Her eyes were still transfixed on his cock, now only inches from her face as it bounced with such excitement.

  “Take it in your mouth, Becky. Show me how well you can suck my cock.” Soran saw her turn her head toward his cock and felt her hot breath blow on it. He moved a couple of inches until her mouth touched his cock. It jerked on her lower lip, but she moved her head forward and captured it in her lips. He felt her soft lips grasp it so tightly. Then, her head began to move, slowly drawing back and forth, as his cock sank into the hot, wet depths of her mouth. She began to use all of her talents, and she had many, on his cock. Her tongue rubbed over the head and drew out drops of his precum as she lapped it up. His cock slid over her tongue and went in deeper as she sucked it in with such power.

  She didn’t touch his cock, but she used her mouth to lavish such attention on it. She licked, sucked and clasped his cock in her mouth as her head moved back and forth to fuck it. She couldn’t deny herself any longer, reaching up with one hand to cradle his balls and tease the cum from them as her mouth worked him into a sexual frenzy.

  Soran let her do all the work, and she did it so well. Her hands joined in the fray, grasping his balls, but when he neared his climax, her hand stroked the shaft, but she never pulled his cock from her mouth. She masturbated his cock while her lips grasped the thick head.

  She never let Buster cum in her mouth, and she rarely sucked his cock. For that reason, she wondered why she was doing what she did. She could taste Soran’s cock leak in her mouth, and she was forced to swallow the thick, salty cum, but she didn’t stop. In fact, it did the opposite for her. She worked harder to please him, in spite of knowing the outcome. She got away with it when she spit out Bust
er’s cock when he started to cum, but she knew that she wouldn’t do that with Soran. She would suck down all his cum, no matter what.

  “Get ready.” Soran was about to bust lose with his cum.

  She sucked the head of his cock in her mouth, her lips tight around it as her hand stroked the shaft and her other hand milked his balls. More of his cum leaked out, but even though she knew what would happen, she was unprepared when he did cum in her mouth. It was so much. The first jet of cum shot out with such force that she almost choked on it when it shot to the depths of her mouth. Her hand continued to pump the shaft of his cock, and she felt the cum shoot up from his balls as she clenched them to release his seed in her mouth. Her cheeks filled with cum, but she never slowed down as she urged load after load into her waiting mouth. She gulped and swallowed as much of the cum she could, but it still dripped down from her lips onto her chin. The taste of his cum permeated every inch of her mouth, covering it with a thick blanket that covered her teeth and gums. Her face grimaced from the taste, but she never stopped the task of pleasuring Soran with her mouth. She had to, it was her destiny. She looked into his appreciative eyes as she sucked his spewing cock.

  Even when he finished cumming and he began to lose some of the luster of his cock, her tongue and mouth licked and cleaned the cum from it before she finally spit it out. Her face had a shiny gleam to it; her lips glistened with drying cum.

  Becky saw Vossler strip off his shorts, and he took Soran’s place on the bed. His hands urged her body as he positioned her until she was on her hands and knees with him behind her, stroking his cock. He’d take her doggy style. She began to put her head on the bed and arch her ass up submissively, but she felt Icas climb on the bed in front of her. His cock was hard once again. He pulled her head up, and she opened her mouth when she figured out what he desired. She took his cock in her mouth and tasted the dried cum on it, but then, Vossler fucked her pussy and she soon found herself taken front and back by the Perdition brothers.