CARNAGE CASTLE

CHAPTER 30

"Say goodbye to your mother," Storm wasted no time in announcing the news to Herja's children as he entered the garden.

Thorson immediately left Halina's side to hug his mother, but Revna stepped closer to Lanecea instead as though confused as to which mother Storm was referring to. Lanecea immediately bit back a moan as Revna proved she wasn't confused when she slipped her hand within the deep slit in Lani's dress before dipping her fingers into her mother's pussy.

"Does this mean I can take over Mommy Slave's duties?" Revna grinned as she thrust her fingers while holding Lani close with her free arm.

Storm winked at Revna. 

"I'm sure your mother will lack for nothing in her slave's absence. You may cum for Revna, My Queen."

Storm groaned as Lanecea immediately obeyed, her pussy milking their daughter's unrelenting fingers before he turned his attention to Jean, the elderly man stunned at what he was witnessing. At least he didn't look horrified, Storm supposed as his decision was solidified.

"Jean, you will accompany my wife back to my farm. I am too busy to care for it properly. I trust you in my absence. Lanecea explained her project when you arrived, but has yet to mention that you will be milked beginning at the end of this month. Your loyalty to your late wife's memory was the deciding factor in Lanecea's decision, therefore your cock will be milked rather than you being forced to remarry or breed other women at Lani's command. You will not experience an orgasm but your seed will be used to ensure your legacy and bloodline is preserved. Lanecea will permit you to see your offspring."

The elderly man looked over to where Lanecea was struggling to concentrate as her stepdaughter ravished her. 

"You've been given an excellent fate, Sir - one that is quite enviable. My other breeders aren't as...lucky," Lanecea managed to inform her latest breeder while struggling not to cum. "Welcome to our world."

Jean was speechless, the poor man choking as he watched Revna finally stand before kissing Herja's cheek with her nectar-glossy lips.

"Bye, Mommy Slave. I'm sure I will see you soon - someone has to check in on you to make sure you are still behaving."

Lanecea laughed at Revna's declaration but didn't pull down her skirt bunched over her hips as the Littles climbed on top of her, helping themselves to her boobs and pussy as well.

"I agree - you had better behave, Slave, as you'll never know when I will decide to check in on you. Now come and give me a kiss goodbye."

Herja took full advantage of Lanecea's permission as she kissed Lani so thoroughly that Lanecea could never question Herja's passion for her mistress. 

"Mmm," Lanecea moaned around Herja's invading tongue before raising her head. "Take what you need before you go - something to remember me by."

Herja wasn't shy with her husband and Jean watching as she quickly pulled the Littles out from between their mother's legs before beginning to rub her pussy on Lanecea's nectar and saliva-slick pussy.

"I've wanted to do this for so long," Herja confessed, forgetting she needed permission to speak but Lanecea seemed to have forgotten as well as she struggled in earnest not to lose her mind as her slave bred her, the two women going wild with pleasure as Herja dominated Storm's mistress for a few long minutes.

Lanecea writhed beneath her, finally breaking free as she rolled over with Herja now beneath her, their pussies still touching as Lani put Herja back in her place. Twisting her fist in Herja's hair, Lanecea murmured, "You are my slave, nothing more. Don't ever dominate me again." 

Herja wasn't complaining when Lanecea put her in her place as she pulled her hair, then took over the kiss, their tongues duelling together.

"You like it when I dominate you," Herja whispered against Lanecea's thoroughly kissed lips, earning a wink.

That was their secret and Lanecea wasn't about to lose face in front of the men, unable to control a slave.

"Storm knows," Herja assured Lani as she laughed, flipping Lanecea onto her back once again as Herja took over. "You can't help but submit and let others take what they need - including your slaves."

Lanecea looked at Storm as Herja girl bred her, but Storm didn't seem to mind at all as he watched his queen surrender to her slave, his cock spraying in the air.

"Mmm, I love it when you cum," Lanecea's attention was on Storm as she dug her fingers into Herja's thrusting hips.

Storm proved he could please Lani very much as he came over and over again until both of their writhing bodies were soaked. Lanecea, however, frowned, as she attempted to scrape the cream off Herja's back and ass before massaging it into her own skin, the territorial queen making Storm and their children laugh before they joined the women on the cum-slick grass.

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Herja was either disobedient or eager to please as she locked the door behind them a moment after she and Jean stepped into the farmhouse.

"Remove your pants," Herja instructed as she searched the cupboards for glass jars. "As long as you are on the property, I expect you to be naked. At any given moment, I will tell you to bend over and I expect you to comply immediately, offering me your ass."

Jean watched Herja wash her hands while he removed his clothing, then set them on the kitchen chair neatly folded.

"Give me your ass," Herja instructed.

Jean immediately bent over, clutching the chair with white knuckles.

"It won't hurt, but you won't receive pleasure either. Lani is expecting cum donations beginning at the end of the month but I intend to please her or die trying."

Jean remained silent although he grimaced when Herja began to prod his butthole with her fingertip, her finger still damp.

"You're tight," Herja stated the obvious. "This isn't personal but I don't have all day to play with your butt."

And with that announcement, Herja plunged her finger into his ass. Cum flowed into the glass jar as Herja milked him with her finger up his ass, then again until two small jars were filled and his back entrance had finally accepted the invasion.

"You've been letting your seed go to waste all these years," Herja informed Jean as she screwed on the lids tight, "so you have a lot of making up to do. You may get settled in the guest room before you head out to the barn."

Herja trailed her fingernails beneath Jean's cock, the man's much small than her husband's, therefore Storm would never know if she used it. In fact, nothing was stopping her from using Jean's cock other than her conscience. Herja couldn't betray Lanecea's trust.

Reaching for her car keys instead, Herja turned her back on the breeder before calling over her shoulder.

"I'll pick up some groceries on my way home. If you're hungry, feel free to help yourself."

"Thank you...I'm not sure what I am to call you?"

"Slave. I'm Lani's slave."

"I don't feel comfortable calling you that, Ma'am."

"I love it and that is what matters," Herja announced before locking the door behind her.