I pulled my stiff cock out of Delilah, leaving her gaping and filled with my cum. Before she could move, I gripped her hips and tilted her body, positioning her dripping pussy directly above Gwenneth's face.

"Look, Mom," I whispered, pressing down on her lower stomach. "Give your daughter a gift."

With a weak moan, a mixture of my semen and Delilah's own arousal trickled out, dripping directly onto Gwenneth's beautiful face. Some drops landed on her cheeks, others on her tightly closed lips and eyelids, clenched in utter despair.

The contrast was captivating: Delilah's face, glowing with a shattered, satisfied smile, versus Gwenneth's, streaked with our combined fluids, twisted in deep disgust and humiliation.

"Very good, Mom," I praised, giving her reddened rear a pat. I then turned to Angeline, who was still busy rubbing the dildo against her own wetness. "Angel. Please fetch a plate and a spoon from the kitchen."

"Yes, Brother!" Angeline chirped brightly, immediately hopping up and skipping out of the room, her hand still idly playing with the toy between her damp thighs.

While waiting, my gaze shifted to Delilah, who lay weakly beside Gwenneth. She began crawling towards me, her golden eyes fixed on my erect cock with desperate hope.

"Adam... let Mommy..." she whispered, her hand almost touching my shaft.

I gently deflected her hand while stroking her head. "Not now, Mom. Your duty to serve me with your mouth will be Angel's later." I leaned down and kissed her still-trembling lips. "Right now, I just want to kiss you and hear how happy you are to be mine."

Hearing my words, Delilah's face lit up. She returned the kiss passionately, her soft tongue slipping into my mouth. "I... I'm so happy, Adam," she murmured between kisses. "Being yours... is my destiny."

As we parted for breath, a tiny remnant of awareness in the deepest corner of her mind whispered weakly. "Adam... you... you won't touch Gwen, will you? You promised...?" her voice was small and doubtful.

I smiled, gently patting her cheek. "Oh, Mom, you naive thing." I sat her on the edge of the bed and crouched in front of Gwenneth, staring into her hate-filled golden eyes. "You forget so easily what she did to me? Humiliating me, slapping me, beating me, forcing me to lick her boots... the list is long."

My hand grabbed Gwenneth's chin, forcing her to look at me. "This is all part of the disciplining process, Mom. For her own good. So she learns to respect her Master, the head of this family. We are a happy family now, aren't we? And in a happy family, everyone must know their place and their duty. Gwen's duty is to learn obedience, just as you learned to be a good mother and whore."

Delilah listened, the expression on her face slowly shifting from doubt to acceptance. "Yes... yes, you're right, Adam. I... I was just thinking... I wanted... your dick for myself for a little while."

She bowed her head, her cheeks flushing. "I was greedy, forgive me."

"Don't worry," I said, stroking her disheveled blonde hair. "My libido is limitless, Mom. I could rail you three every day, in turns or all at once, and still have energy to spare. You will never lack for my attention."

From the corner of my eye, I saw Gwenneth's body grow even more limp. Total despair enveloped her. There was no savior left. Her mother had become my accomplice and was now endorsing this torture under the guise of discipline and a happy family.

Just then, Angeline returned, carrying a white ceramic plate. Her pussy was still wet, and her red lips were slightly swollen from having just reached orgasm again.

"Brother, here's the plate," she said sweetly, her face flushed.

I took the plate, shaking my head. "You've managed to orgasm several times just from watching, Angel. Do you enjoy the sight that much?"

Angeline blushed with embarrassment, but her eyes shone. "Yes, Brother. Watching Mommy and Sis Gwen... it gets me so excited. I don't know why, but seeing you all... it makes me wet instantly and I want to feel the same things."

I smiled, then placed the plate in front of Delilah's stomach, right beneath her pussy.

"Now, Mom," I commanded softly. "Sit and gather all of our fluids onto this plate. Don't waste a single drop."

Obediently, Delilah immediately shifted her position, sitting with her legs spread wide. With her slender fingers, she carefully parted her red, swollen labia, collecting the mixture of my semen and her own whitish fluids. She scooped it out slowly, making sure none was left behind, and dripped it onto the plate. The thick liquid pooled at the bottom, emitting their distinctive musky scent.

I then removed Gwenneth's gag. The moment she was free, she immediately spat in my direction, which I easily dodged.

"You insane monster! Trash of society! You bastard who should never have been born! Your pathetic little dick only inspires disgust!"

A torrent of sharp curses flowed from her, filled with boiling hatred and fury. I just smiled, then activated the remote for the vibrator inside her pussy, turning the dial to maximum.

BRRRRZZZZZZZZZZ!

A loud, constant vibration instantly flooded her entire pussy, radiating to her clit and surrounding area. Gwenneth gasped, her eyes widening. A long, uncontrollable moan escaped her trembling lips.

"AAAAHHHHHH!!! TURN IT OFF... TURN IT OFF!!! DAMN YOU...!!!"

Her bound body arched, trying to fight the wave of forced pleasure destroying her defenses. Her legs trembled violently, the shibari ropes tightening on her sweaty skin.

[Gwenneth's Sexual Arousal increased to 97 (+1)]

She was on the verge of climax. I could see it in how her body tensed, how her womb twitched, how her breath came in ragged gasps. But [The Edge of Bliss] around her neck glinted, emitting a magical energy that held the orgasm right at the precipice. A frustration so intense it was driving her mad.

"AH! NO! LET GO... I'M ALMOST... BUT... I CAN'T...!" she sobbed, tears of despair streaming down. She shook her head, trying to fight the impossible-to-resist sensations.

"I'm curious, Gwen," I taunted, bringing my face close to her agonized one. "How much longer can you last? Your body has already surrendered, screaming for release. But your mouth is still defiant. Don't you have any more creative insults? 'Bastard,' 'monster,' 'asshole'... it's always the same. Boring."

Gwenneth bit her lip so hard fresh blood trickled from the corner. Her eyes blazed with steely determination, even as her body was broken.

"Adam...!" she cried, her voice hoarse. "You think... I'll... SURRENDER?! You might as well kill me now!"

"Oh, no need to be so dramatic," I replied casually, turning off her vibrator for a moment, giving her a false reprieve. "How about a compromise? You apologize to me. Apologize for all the humiliation, the beatings, the torture you inflicted on me before. Get on your knees and admit you were wrong. Do it sincerely, and I'll be gentler with you. I might even remove this choker." It was a blatant lie, of course.

Gwenneth hissed.

"LIES! YOU'RE A LIAR! I KNOW HOW YOU OPERATE! I'd rather die than apologize to trash like you!"

I feigned a disappointed sigh, then turned to Delilah, the plate containing our fluids in her hands. "Finished, Mom?"

Delilah nodded obediently. "Yes, Adam. All our fluids are collected."

I took the plate, observing the pool of milky-white, thick liquid emitting its sharp, musky scent. I tilted the plate slowly, watching the fluid slosh.

"I think... this still isn't enough," I mused, as if deep in thought. Then, a cruel smile spread across my lips. I looked directly into Gwen's terrified eyes.

"Listen carefully, Gwen. This is an important lesson for you. Starting today, and forever after, your breakfast and dinner menu will be slightly... different." I raised the plate in front of her face. "You will eat this. A mixture of my fresh sperm, the love juice of your mother whom I've made addicted, and, later, your sweet sister's fluids as well."

Gwenneth shook her head slowly, her eyes wide with horror.

"It's high in protein, you know," I continued in a falsely instructive tone. "Very good for the stamina recovery of a Hunter like you. Vitamins? Of course it has them. All the nutrients a woman's body needs are right here, expelled with great effort through their greatest pleasure. You will lick this plate clean, every morning and every night. Not a drop wasted. I will make sure of it."

"No..." she whispered, her voice almost inaudible, filled with despair. "Please... don't..."

"This isn't a choice, Gwen. This is your new reality. A special diet to keep you healthy, strong, and... obedient." I brought the plate almost to her nose, forcing her to smell us. "Smell it, Gwen. This is the scent of our family. The scent of your new destiny."

She turned her face away in disgust, but I caught her chin and forced her to face it again. "Learn to like it. Because starting tonight, you will drink this until the plate is clean. And tomorrow, there will be more. And the day after, more again. Forever."

After seeing the total horror and despair in her eyes, I satisfiedly replaced her gag. Her screams of protest were muffled into incoherent grunts.

Then, I looked at Delilah and Angeline. "Mom, Angel. 69 position. In front of Gwen. Let her watch how harmoniously you serve me."

The two women immediately obeyed. Angeline lay on her back on the bed, while Delilah straddled her daughter's body, positioning her wet pussy right above Angeline's face, and lowering her own face between her daughter's thighs. Delilah's round, reddened buttocks, marked by my slaps, were now facing me, temptingly.

"Angel," I called. "Time for your duty. Be a good cocksucker for your brother."

With shining eyes, Angeline crawled closer, taking my hard cock in both her hands. She kissed the tip reverently before opening her small mouth and slowly taking my shaft inside.

"Ahh~ Brother..." she moaned, her voice muffled by my cock filling her mouth.

Meanwhile, my hands reached for Delilah's plump buttocks. Her smooth, reddened skin felt warm. My hands caressed with a sense of ownership before my fingers found her asshole. I gripped it, inserting a finger, making Delilah moan weakly into Angeline's pussy, which was positioned right above her face.

This is the picture of a perfect family, according to my version. A family built on obedience, lust, and moral ruin. And most importantly, I am the center of it all.

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