Slaves of the Demon Master

by Powerone

  Icas saw her mouth work tirelessly to give him such pleasure as Vossler enjoyed the pleasures of her hot, tight pussy. They double fucked her for a long time, but when they were ready to cum, Soran climbed on the bed and Becky’s hand was pressed into service of stroking his cock.

  She couldn’t believe that she was servicing all three Perdition brothers at the same time, but when they came, there was no doubt. Vossler flooded her pussy, as Icas filled her mouth with cum as she swallowed a second load into her belly. Her hand stroked Soran’s cock, and he shot on her face, feeling the hot cum burn her flesh as the thick cum covered her soft skin in a thick blanket of white cum. It was only after Icas’ cock was licked clean by her mouth did Soran scoop up his cum from her face and push it through her lips. The brothers left her slumped on her bed, her pussy leaking out cum as her belly groaned with three loads of warm cum sitting so heavily inside.

  Chapter 8

  William Pays for the New Business Center

  Sandy never fully understood exactly why William never objected to her being taken by Vale in front of him. It was as though he was in a trance while it happened, but even after it was over, it was as if William couldn’t comprehend what she had done to get Vale to give all the monies to Wexter or get his friends to do the same. He just accepted it without any reasoning.

  Each time that William came up with a new fund for Wexter, Sandy knew that she’d pay the price for it. She was confounded sometimes, unsure that she might look forward to her encounters with Vale. Each time he found new ways that she never could’ve fathomed. This went on for over fourteen years. Now, Vale had all his children attending Wexter. The university rose to great prominence. Vale and William took credit for it, but it was Sandy that paid for it with her body.

  “This is my grandest plan, Sandy.” It was time to expand the university’s business programs, and to do that, William needed a new building. “It’ll be the Vale Perdition School of Business. We’ll rival the Ivy League universities with our state of the art center. It will be filled with the latest high-tech gear along with prominent business leaders lecturing.”

  “How much will it cost?” She needed to know how much it would cost her.

  “Two hundred fifty million.”

  She couldn’t believe the sum of money he expected. “The last goal for Vale was one hundred million. Do you think he can realistically raise that much?”

  “I have every bit of confidence in his abilities and his bank account. He’s never let us down yet.” William needed to get this done for his legacy. He always was able to convince Vale. He was confident he could do it again. “I’m giving him my presentation tomorrow. Do you want to attend?”

  Sandy knew it wasn’t necessary for her to be there. She already knew the outcome. There was only one thing that she needed to attend to. “Invite him over for dinner Saturday night.”

  “Yes, good idea. He loves your cooking.” Sandy always thought of everything. After Vale left one of her fabulous dinners, he was always so responsive and generous. “Make sure Dawn is home for dinner. She can go out after it, but Dawn and Vale get along well.” It was as though all his women could charm Vale. He was a lucky man to have such a wife and daughter that were so devoted to him and his success.

  Sandy was naïve, and she’d have expected the outcome, but sometimes, the obvious is not so obvious when it stares at you in the face.

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  William beamed brightly when Saturday night came around. His meeting with Vale was highly successful. He barely batted an eye at the costs and agreed with everything. There were only the fine details to work out, and William was eager to get to them after dinner. William would tell the board of his success on Monday. He wanted nothing left to chance before he told of his success.

  Dawn was a daddy’s girl, she always was. Her father flaunted her to everyone. Her grades were excellent, and she was a freshman at Wexter this year. She got her brains from him but her beauty from her mother. She was every bit a southern woman as her mother. Her body rivaled her mother’s at her age, and William had to fight the boys off through high school. In college, he left her on her own. She had the skills her mother did with men, able to wrap them around her finger with such ease. He was confident that she knew the right thing to do.

  Dawn would do her part for her father’s success, but it wasn’t an unwelcome chore. She had known Vale Perdition since she was small. He came over for dinner at least once a year, sometimes twice. He never treated her as a child. It was strange though, Dawn grew up in front of him, but he hardly aged. He had to be sixty, but he was well preserved for his age. Even her parents aged before her eyes. The older she got, the more attentive he became of her. During dinner, he’d sit next to her and would engage her in such long conversations that Dawn thought she was taking too much of his time away from her father, but he and her mother never said a word. They watched quietly.

  Dawn also felt something different in the last year. She turned eighteen and he looked at her in a different light. It wasn’t anything scary or demeaning. He treated her as a woman now, not a girl. It made her feel good about herself. There was one other thing that she put out of her head for the first year, but now, it was back. It was when he touched her, innocently at first. It was a touch of his hand on her arm or shoulder or, now, on her leg. It wasn’t groping but soft and gentle. She felt an excitement, a sexual excitement that she didn’t understand. He was older than her father, much older. She shouldn’t feel that way with him. She could understand it if it was his boys. If only they’d pay attention to her, but she was only a freshman. It was as though she melted in front of Vale, crumbling before his overpowering presence. He didn’t scare her, she scared herself with him. Luckily, she had her parents to protect her.

  When Vale saw Dawn, he felt the same stirrings he felt when he saw Sandy over fifteen years ago. It was scary that Dawn looked so much like her. After shaking William’s hand and kissing Sandy on her cheek, he went over to Dawn. “You’ve became a woman before my eyes,” Vale leaned over and put his arm around her waist. He drew her close to him as he kissed her gently on her neck. He felt a shiver go through her body.

  Dawn felt comfortable with his hand on her waist, but it was his soft lips on her throat that sent shivers through her body. He pulled her closer, and her nipples turned into hard rocks the minute they touched his chest. His lips lingered for so long before he moved away from her. She could barely fill her lungs with air as her heart raced. She looked over at her parents, but they didn’t pay any attention to her and Vale. It was as if nothing happened. Maybe, it’s just my imagination.

  They sat down for dinner after a short conversation in the living room. Vale sat next to Dawn, with Sandy and William across from him. As usual, Sandy’s dinner was delicious. She cooked down-home food with such flavor. They drank wine and Vale made sure that Dawn had a glass with them. The conversation was enlightening, Dawn told of her experiences as a new student at Wexter. His hand slid under the table and found her leg, but she didn’t miss a beat as she spoke, even when his hand found her naked leg beneath the short skirt she wore. There was no denying the effect he had on her. All could clearly see her hard nipples beneath the thin sweater she wore, sharp and pointed.

  Sandy started to clear off the table, knowing what would happen now. First, she’d have to wait until Dawn left.

  Dawn knew it was time to leave, but she felt something. Vale’s hand never left her leg. It was as though it weighed her down and she couldn’t move.

  “Don’t you have somewhere to go, Dawn?” Sandy looked at Dawn when she made no attempt to get up and leave.

  Vale got up reluctantly when he had to remove his hand from Dawn’s leg. He moved behind William. He put his hand on his shoulders as he looked up at Vale. “Do you think you can convince Dawn to stay for a while, William?” He saw the blank look in his eyes.

  “Do you have to rush off, Dawn? You wouldn’t want to disappoint Vale, would you?” William’s voice wa
s almost pleading.

  Vale looked over at Sandy. He knew that she wouldn’t be so cooperative with Dawn. He’d have to do something about that.

  “No, Dawn has to go.” Sandy began to panic. She saw the way Vale looked at Dawn. The same way he looked at her when he wanted his way with her. She couldn’t let him do that to her. She wouldn’t allow it. Vale moved next to her. She panicked when she saw his hand move toward her, just as he did to William. Vale’s touch made William so malleable. “No, please, not Dawn.” But, her words fell on deaf ears. One minute she pleaded with him, the next minute she felt a warmth flow over her body, so relaxed as if all the cares in the world were swept away.

  Dawn couldn’t understand what happened. Vale had some power over her parents; both of them looked as though they stared into space and saw nothing. They sat in their chairs and looked at Dawn, but it was as though she wasn’t there. She saw Vale walk over to her, scared that he might do the same to her. “What have you done to them?” Her voice tremored in fear.

  “There is nothing to worry about. They are fine. They won’t interrupt us.”

  “Interrupt us?” What would he do?

  “You know your father is asking for a great amount of money for his school from me. I have supported him in his endeavors for almost fifteen years. I’ve made him the man he is at Wexter with my generous contributions.”

  “Yes, he is grateful, all of us are.” Her father always told her that it was because of Vale that Wexter became such a distinguished university, not as it was when he first took over.

  “Your mother was more instrumental in his success than you can imagine. If it weren’t for her, William would’ve never received such generous contributions.”

  Dawn was surprised. Her mother never mentioned that, neither did her father. He always said it was his great skills that did it. “What did she do?” She was almost afraid to ask the question, unsure she wanted the answer.

  “Your mother had a way of pleasing me.”

  “Please you. Was she like she is now?” What did Vale do to her? What did he mean by please him?

  “No, she did it willingly. She did it all to make your father the success he is now. But, now, it’s different. She’d no longer be so willing to go along with what is needed. Are you ready to accept?”

  “Me!” It shocked her.

  “Yes, you. I have the future of your parents in my hands. I can continue with my generous help and contributions. Or, I can speak to the board about securing a new president for the university, one that is more in line with my needs and wants. I’m sure that they’ll be more than willing to go along with my recommendations, especially if I’m willing to back it up with a generous contribution and the help of my friends for the new business center.”

  She knew he was right. The board would go along with anything he wanted. He had the power and the money. She looked over at her parents, but they stared blankly out. They wouldn’t be any help. It was up to her. She should ask what he wanted from her, but that was more than she wanted to know. It was the hardest word that ever came out of her mouth. “Yes.” She watched as he walked back over to her side of the table. He didn’t touch her, but he sat down next to her.

  “Put your hands flat on the table, Dawn, and don’t move them.” He wasn’t surprised that she did it so quickly, but he saw the apprehension in her face. It made him more excited. He liked that she didn’t ask what he’d do to her, the unexpected was so much more exciting, and he had such lovely plans for her.

  She was pushed away from the table, but her arms spread out far as she put her hands on the table. She’d be defenseless. She watched with trepidation as Vale moved his chair closer to her. He leaned near her, and then, she felt his hands on her leg. They were soft, touching her so lightly that she barely felt it, but she knew they were there. She looked down at his large hands, as they possessed her. One hand moved off her leg, and she felt it touch her belly, but it wasn’t still; it rubbed her flesh but continued to move up. She straightened her back, not sure why, for it thrust out her breasts as though she waited for his hand to touch them. It was as though all of this took place in slow motion. Her parents looked at her, but instead of saying something as Vale’s hand slid toward her breast, they smiled. It didn’t take long before she felt his fingers on the soft side of her breast as they slowly crept up until one hand cupped her breast. It was so surreal to have him cup her breast so openly as her hands trembled on the table.

  “Such firm, youthful breasts, Dawn. Just as your mother’s were fifteen years ago.” Vale brought his other hand up until both of them cradled her firm breasts. The tips puckered to such hardness and stood out boldly beneath her sweater. His hands began to squeeze them but softly.

  His hands weren’t harsh and eager like some of the boys she went out with. Vale took his time, inspecting her breasts with his questioning hands. She arched her back more as if she tried to push them more firmly into his grasp or as if she wanted her aroused nipples to be touched. They throbbed with pounding blood in the tips. It was strange to submit to the fondling hands as her parents watched blankly. The fingers moved closer to her nipples, and she cried out softly when they touched them. The fingers were firm, tightening on her nipples with such unexplained pleasure. They swelled beneath his fingers in spite of his firm grip. He pinched harder, but it wasn’t pain she felt.

  He saw the way she responded, sitting there submissively as his fingers played havoc with her nipples. He was eager to bare her breasts to his eyes. He gave her breasts a gentle squeeze and then deserted them. Her eyes followed his hands as they slid down to the edge of her sweater. He slowly drew it up, first baring her firm belly, then he caught gaze of a lacy, blue bra. He slowed down, revealing it inch by inch to tease himself. The bra was cut low so her generous cleavage was soon revealed. The bra was thin, which allowed for her nipples to push out so provocatively. “Raise your hands above your head,” he ordered her as he began to pull the sweater up over her head.

  She couldn’t understand why she obeyed without question as Vale stripped her in front of her parents, but she soon felt the sweater slide up her arms. When it was gone, her hands went back to the table, face down. Her chest heaved as she struggled to contain her rapid breathing. She couldn’t believe that she allowed an older man to disrobe her and fondle her without consequences. She felt his hands return to her breasts; this time, she felt his hands touch her bare flesh that was revealed by the low-cut bra. It was so thin that she could feel everything as his fingers fondled her. He sought out her nipples, and this time, he squeezed them harder, but it wasn’t pain she felt, even when he twisted the trapped buds in his strong fingers.

  Dawn felt him release her breasts, but then, he moved close to her, his face only inches from hers. She expected him to kiss her, unsure how she’d react to such an older man kissing her, but his mouth moved down to her neck, and she felt the excited shivers of pleasure run through her body as he nuzzled her flesh so expertly. She felt his hand slide around to her back, touching her naked skin as his hand moved up the small of her back. She knew where it was going, stopping only when it found her bra strap. He didn’t fumble with her bra as the boys did; his fingers opened it with such deft skill. She felt the pressure released on her bra as it opened. His hand moved beneath it as he pushed it to the sides. She felt his hand go into a fist and press into the small of her back. It forced her to arch her back, and she looked down to see her half-naked breasts pushed out so suggestively. Vale gazed down the front of her bra.

  It was time to reveal her lovely breasts. He pushed the straps from her shoulders as he slowly peeled it away from her body. Soon, the cups pulled away to reveal her firm breasts and her perky nipples. He slid the bra down her arms, and she lifted up her hands long enough to slide it off, but then, they were back on the table. He saw her eyes look at her parents and then to her naked breasts and into his eyes. He saw the shame in her eyes, but she didn’t do anything to cover her breasts. Her back was still arched e
ven though his hand was gone from her back.

  “OOOHHH!” She cried out when one of Vale’s hands reached for her bare breast and grasped it firmly in his powerful hand. It felt like her nipple would explode the minute his palm encircled her nipple. He squeezed hard as she moaned in pleasure. He released it but only so his fingers could rub over the very tip of her nipple. She watched as he played his fingers over it as it swelled to such hardness that she thought it would burst, only then did he grip her nipple in his two fingers and pinch and twist it until it was gnarled by his fingers.

  Her nipples were swollen, surrounded by large brown areolas just as her mother. He leaned over, and soon, his lips found one of her nipples and drew it into his mouth. His teeth trapped the nipple at the base, and his tongue went to work on rasping over the swollen ends with such delight. When he got a moan from her lips, he used powerful suction to draw her nipple deep in his mouth but lightly bit with his sharp teeth on the available flesh. She pushed her breast deeper into his mouth.

  No one had ever sucked her breasts, but Dawn wasn’t sure why she didn’t let it happen before. It felt so good, his hot, wet mouth grasped her nipple and she felt the tip stretched so far from his powerful suction. But, it was his tongue that brought such pleasure. She’d expected it to be soft, but his tongue was rough and wet as it ran over her nipple, like sandpaper, but the pain was pleasure by the time it reached the depths of her breast. His other hand took to her other breast, and his fingers played across the nipple to keep it hard and erect. His mouth alternated from one to the other and Dawn cried out in such pleasure.

  Vale pulled his mouth from her breast. He watched as she looked at her parents, but they smiled back at her with an approving gaze, or at least it looked that way. Dawn was confused, but her body responded.