Mesmerizing His Bride (Magical Mesmerism Book 3) (5 page)

“Take my fucking cock, you slaveslut. Fucking
take it
.”

Daniela whimpered happily, and Master shot his load inside her. Paige could only look on with open, happy envy as Master favored Daniela with his seed. It seemed like he had been saving up for the amazing blonde, driving her lovely, once-haughty face against his hips again and again.

One hand slid over to Paige’s hair, and Paige could not hold back her own orgasm any longer, feeling her Master’s pleasure conduit through her. She knew Daniela was cumming too, could feel her pussy vibrating and pulsing around her swift fingers, her entire torso trembling with uncontrolled bliss.

Finally, Master disengaged from Daniela’s face, taking in deep breaths. He pushed the heads of his two slaves together.

“Clean her off,” he commanded.

Paige obeyed, another hot, sweet orgasm kissing the heels of her most recent one, and frenched Daniela passionately, slipping her tongue deep into the perfect blonde’s mouth, licking up every bit of her Master’s cum that she could find. It was so fucking delicious, so incredibly good! She loved her Master’s cum, she loved Daniela, and she loved her Master.

Then Master dipped his cock and balls down between their mouths, still slathered with plenty of his cum and Daniela’s saliva. They licked eagerly, so happy to clean for him.

He seemed to be considering.

“Daniela here thought she was the hottest thing around...but then I caught wind of you,” he stroked Paige’s hair. “And I felt like you really outclassed her, you know? And then I was back to Daniela, thinking she was the classic beauty, all blond and big-titted...but then you’re so fucking tight and muscled and slender and tall...man. I was really having a tough time deciding who I wanted more.”

“That sounds so difficult, Master,” said Paige softly, in between licks.

She was so saddened by the thought of her Master having difficulty with anything. He carried such a burden, doing all the thinking and working for such beautiful girls. It was all she could do to lick his balls and need to obey him with her sisterslave Daniela.

“So very hard,” said Daniela, listening intently as she slurped on the side of his semi-hard shaft.

“It was. So I’m very glad it’s worked out this way, you see? You are both my completely mesmerized fuckslaves, now and forever.”

“I am your completely mesmerized fuckslave, now and forever,” they moaned in tandem, staring up at him with worshipful eyes and happy smiles.

He was their god. That much, beyond anything else, was quite clear. Master was just a hot little pet name that he allowed them to use. They were so very lucky that their god had allowed them to call him something so personal.

“That’s better,” said Master.

“Better,” echoed Daniela and Paige. “So much better. We
love
being your slaves, Master.”

Paige truly did. She could imagine, her pussy tingling, Daniela hating it. Perhaps somewhere in her mind, some willful part of her still existed, rallying against the unbreakable cage she was placed inside.

But perhaps not. Paige had no idea how thorough the mesmerizing process was. She just knew that every part of her loved it. All that really mattered was that Daniela, on the outside, was smiling, happy, blissful, and her Master’s completely arrogant, vain, haughty fuckslave.

“It’s time for us to go, girls,” he said. “Daniela, give me your wallet. I need to get us a ride.”

Daniela happily handed him her tiny designer purse. It was one of probably hundreds that Daniela possessed. He took out a billfold that had close to probably five thousand dollars inside.

“What is mine is always yours, Master,” Daniela enthused, glad to give up her “property.”

“Meet me at the drive, together, in about five minutes. Make sure you’re presentable. I want you both looking perfect.”

“
Yes
, Master,” they cooed together. “
Of course
, Master.”

They watched him walked out, each holding the other, trying to hold back the need to crawl and follow him wherever he went. But after a quick moment of lusting after his perfection, they turned to each other and began grooming. They had to be
presentable
. They had to look
perfect
. He
wanted
them to.

It was a rather easy job on Paige’s part, attending to Daniela. Even with just receiving the most forceful facefucking that Paige could possibly imagine, Daniela still looked gorgeous, barely a hair out of place. Paige did her best to smooth everything down, clearing up any smears and reapplying make-up where needed. Daniela, smiling blankly, did the same for her.

“You’re so beautiful,” said Daniela, her voice full of admiration. “You must make Master so happy.”

“Oh, thank you! I was just going to say the same for you!”

Daniela smiled back. There was not even a hint that there had ever been any hostility between the two. It was so much fun, being slaves for Master.

There was an insistent knocking at the door, someone saying Paige’s name over and over again. Paige ignored it entirely, of course, until Daniela was ready.

“He should love you,” she said happily to Daniela.

“He should love
you
,” said Daniela. “It’s so much
fun
being the kind of gorgeous babe he prefers. It makes us
so much better
than the others. He'll get us pregnant in no time.”

Paige’s cunt squirmed joyfully at that idea. Their chins held high, Paige and Daniela walked out, hand-in-hand. Paige’s mother was right there, hands on her hips, all gussied up for her daughter’s big day.

“The groom is all ready, dear! It’s time to get things started!”

Paige smiled. “Oh, no. The marriage is off,” she announced happily. “I’m going to leave now.”

“Of course you are, dear.” Paige and her mother were known to have little sarcastic games from time to time. “When will you be back? You really don’t have much time. Maybe five minutes if you must.”

“Absolutely never!” she giggled. “I’ll never be back!”

Her mother looked a little puzzled. Paige didn’t care, walking right past her with Daniela’s arm hooked in hers. Within a minute, the two had made it across the grounds and were standing at the drive, waiting for their Master. Guests had started arriving in droves—all the high society from town—and the two ignored them completely.

All attempts at conversation from the guests were totally rebuffed with blissful, smiling silence. Nobody really deserved any conversation with them besides their Master.

Finally, a limo crested round the bend. She recognized it as the one that had been reserved to take away herself and Charles after the wedding. Little cans tumbled after it, attached to strings tied to the bumper.

Just then, Charles arrived, touching her shoulder. He was tall, with gelled blond hair, his light-colored tuxedo not quite working for him.

Paige sneered down at his touch, and Daniela hissed audibly.

“Uh, Paige? Babe? What...what are you doing?”

The limo stopped in front of Paige. The door opened up—she could see her darling Master’s leg right inside. Beat-heavy music thumped out from it. Daniela, apparently lost in lust and completely forgetting about Charles, bent over at the waist and entered the limo ass first. Paige heard a hot, hard, spanking sound on Daniela’s perfect ass.

Out from the corner of her eye, Paige could see Daniela’s legs intertwining with her Master’s.

Paige groaned with lustful need. She pushed Charles away. She despised him. His stupid gelled hair, his idiotic eyes, his sad little lips. Everything about him was cause for disgust and sneering.

“I’m leaving you forever,” she said haughtily, tossing her hair back. “You’re just not a
real
man, are you? I think we both know that. At least, I always have. Have a nice life.”

She slid inside the limo, leaving the completely crushed Charles with an evil little wink.

Paige
had
learned some fun things from Daniela.

Master slapped her on the ass as she entered too, and Paige let out a helpless little giggle. The interior of the limo was luxurious—leather and chrome everywhere—and incredibly spacious. Master was almost completely spread out with Daniela on top of him, and they did not even cover half the room the vehicle offered.

She watched the lady driver up front rolling up the partition, counting the thick stack of bills in her hands. She was a pretty young thing. Paige wondered idly if Master would like it if such a skilled, pretty driver were to become their officially enslaved chauffeur.

Daniela interrupted her thoughts, sliding onto Paige like a happy puppy, licking her neck and kissing her fiercely.

“We did it!” she said exultantly. “We
have
him and we’re
his
forever! Oh, Paige, my darling perfect Paige babe, I love you so very much and I’m so utterly
happy!
”

Paige, kissing and wrapping her long, perfect legs around the waist of her busty, amazing friend, could only return the sentiment. Then, Master coughed.

“Time to pleasure Master, girls,” he said, crooking his fingers at them.

Daniela was a bit quicker on the draw, and slid over immediately across the backseat. Paige couldn’t hide the disappointment on her face as she watched Daniela open up his pants, once again taking privileged first access to his cock.

Master seemed to notice her initial sadness, though.

“That’s right, you didn’t get to feel me inside of you yet, have you? Come here, babe.”

He pushed Daniela aside, who landed with a happy little giggle, apparently drunk on glee. She slid down to the floor of the limo and crawled up around his feet, removing his pants entirely, and then enveloped one of his strong legs between her tits, kissing his knee.

Master took Paige’s perfect chin and guided her forward, kissing her hotly. She came, her throat pulsing as all her moans entered into his mouth. He was so very fucking perfect to her. She loved him. She
loved
him. She was
his
bride.

Pushing up her dress, he slid her on top of his bare cock, her legs bent on either side of his hips. Her entrance was completely wet and totally ready after the dozens of orgasms she had already had.

Him being inside of her was better than anything she had ever experienced in the entire world. It hurt, rough, for just a moment, and then was pure, unrestrained pleasure. She
knew
he was perfect for her. She knew it in her
bones
.

She was so glad she had waited until marriage to lose her virginity. He ripped her dress down, exposing her bronze, lovely tits. He pawed them roughly, hard, knowing she belonged to him. It felt amazing.

Then he took handfuls of her hair, still pushing up inside of her body so perfectly, and tugged her face down toward his.

“I’m your real husband,” he grunted in her ear. “You only want to fuck me. Me and me alone, forever.”

“You’re my
real
husband!” she cried. “I want to fuck you! I want to only fuck you! You and you alone forever!”

She moved up and down on his cock, her child-ready hips somehow knowing just exactly how to pleasure his cock. Daniela slid up to one side and kissed him fiercely, possessively, and she and Paige exchanged a hot look.

He fucking deserves this
, the look said.
He deserves us. We have to be perfect for him, forever
.

Paige completely agreed, of course.

He kissed Paige deeply once more. “You’ll enslave other hot babes just for me.”

Oh, fuck yes! Anything he wanted! His cock filled her so incredibly well. The sweet motions of his shaft just got better and better. His orgasm was going to arrive soon. She could feel it. She could sense it, like a preternatural radar sweeping through her bones. His thrusts inside her pussy became harder, more frequent, and he picked her up and slammed her slim body down on his thick rod even harder.

“More babes, just for you! So many slavewives!”

Paige was orgasming wildly, just imagining so many hot women on their knees for him, just being fucked by her mastergod.

“So many slavewives!” Daniela cried, orgasming with Paige.

With a long, loud shuddering grunt, Master came, his sweet, enormous load erupted inside of the fertile Paige, filling her up. The thick, perfect warmth spread through her entire body, sending shock waves of hot blissful orgasms skipping across her entire existence. There was nothing else important, nothing else truly real, outside of her Master’s hot, throbbing, life-giving, goo-spurting cock buried inside of her.

God, was she pregnant already? It felt like it. If she wasn't yet, she'd have to keep fucking until she was.

“Thank you, Master,” she moaned loudly, holding herself close.

Daniela, her body wrapped so tight against both of them, had cum with them as well, burying her face in between Paige’s tits and her Master’s chin.

“
Thank
you, Master,” she moaned.

She and Paige began to match each other’s rhythm and cadence.

“Thank you, Master. You are so amazing,” they said together. “You are perfect. We are yours, forever.”

“Good wives,” he said, stroking Daniela’s hair and kissing Paige deeply. “Good little slavewives.”

“Husband,” the new slaves said together happily. “Master Husband. Our Master Husband...”

The honeymoon was just beginning.

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