'How fast you lose interest my little kitty.' Jarren mused with a smile as he kept on going with his thrusts, each harder than the last that seemed to resonate with Harriet whose files kept on wrapping tighter with each passing second. 'She'll be nothing more than a test you for me, the next will be a keeper.'
Jarren didn't bother refuting her words as he felt his climax coming up. As to Callista, she felt Harriet's work with much room for improvement. "Looks like I won't be keeping you for long." Her words though simple had already cemented Harriet's fate. 'It would seem that I was right about these two.'
Polly's violation was something she couldn't stop but her death was something she had yet to calculate. 'Damn it I can't think straight. Did these two do something to me?' With each passing second she could feel her body succumbing to the abyss that was lust. Callista's pussy that she feasted on was sweet which drugged her, Jarren's acts from the back further stirred her mind.
'Fuck I'm about to cum to this bastard's cock!' She cursed as she felt the hot and mind numbing sensation of giving into his cock and bliss that claimed her entire being. Callista too seemed to be on the verge as her legs quivered with each second she went on.
"Let's see how hungry this slutty pussy of yours is." Jarren mused as with a final thrust let his hot coat fill Harriet's pussy. "Anhhh~~" Harriet and Callista's moans of euphoria blended that further drove Jarren over the chasm of logic and restraint. Polly watched her mother was filled to the brim with Jarren's cum that made her wish that it was her.
Jarren's shaft felt suffocated in Harriet's pussy, gee folds refusing to let him go wishing for another round. "Damn, you really are nothing more than a hungry whore for my cum." He posed with his member still stiff. ".... Jarren. Can I..." Polly chimed in, her words faint but he savored her bold advance.
"Of course. Feel free and let your body meld with mine." He picked her up akin to toy, nothing more than a fleshlight for his use and disposal. Still on Harriet's back, Jarren began his advance which was met with expected resistance. "This might hurt a little but try to focus on the pleasure."
He cooed which jolted Callista to her feet and reached for her wine. "Come on bitch, let's see how much you can handle before you croak." Her words though light were laced with venom as he tore off the lid and chugged a significant gulp down her throat. "Mmn! Ah!" The wine bitter burnt her throat but that didn't stop Callista as she prepared Harriet for another gulp.
"This is going to be the last day you live so you might as well enjoy it, right?" Before Harriet could process what she heard, another gulp was forced down her throat choking her. As for Jarren, his tip began to to tear through Polly's slit which filled the air with her cries of pain. "Ahh!!" Her shrills nothing more than a silver lining to the cake that was her enjoyment for Jarren.
Her eye fluttered shut, her lips pursed as Jarren grabbed her frail hands driving his cock deeper into her pussy. "Ahhhh!!" Her cries made Harriet shiver. Her maternal instincts warning her of the tragedy that coursed through Polly's body and yet all she could do was listen and get flat out drunk thanks to Callista.
A thin strip of crimson trailed from her pussy that dripped onto Harriet's pussy and asshole that made her quiver before the intoxication began to get to her head. Callista who kept on chugging wine down her throat was more than aware of it's drugged state containing poison which would cull her life in a matter of hours.
'Dargath. I want you to come to my hotel and pick up a toy for you to play with. I don't care what you do with her afterwards she dies.' She spoke to her pawn before shoving more wine down Harriet's throat.
*Gulp-Gulp-Gulp*
The sounds of her drinking the wine and Polly's screams colluded before Jarren finally came to her end touching her womb. "Ahh!!!" A scream echoed through followed with whimpers and cries, Harriet on the other hand was way too intoxicated to worry about her own daughter while Callista and Jarren watched the fall of the two with sadistic smirks.
"Just try and relax Polly and I'm sure that you'll enjoy this." He urged as Callista reached out and forced Polly to take a sip of the wine. Her reaction was as expected, a wince that momentarily made her forget about the pain that course through her body.
Jarren pulled back before thrusting into her cute and tender little pussy. "Ah!" Her moans still carried her pain but his callous demeanor drove him further with each thrust. As for Polly who felt nothing but excruciating pain began to feel a strange sense of bliss take over. It was slow at first but with each thrust, her body began to adapt and delve in the euphoria.
Jarren from above watched her little frame, the way her little pussy would swallow his cock and her body shivering with each thrust. 'She's definitely enjoying this with how tight she's wrapping my cock.' He chuckled inwardly as he kept on persisting with his pounds. As to Harriet beneath her daughter, the sounds of Polly's moans grew to be nothing more than a haze.
'No...I... Have to stop...' Her body worker against her, her mind wasn't any different as she felt an insurmountable pressure press down on her with Callista pumping wine till the bottle ran empty. "Let's see how long you last." Her giggle sending a shiver down her spine but the intoxication was too much for her to fight.
'They....the wine was laced with poison.' She managed to conclude however it was already too late. 'Polly no!' She cursed inwardly as her legs gave way. Jarren on the other hand grabbed Polly like a doll and kept on ramming his cock into her pussy. Each pound sending shivers of bliss across her body.
Her tongue began to stick out, her legs stretching open as her pussy began to grow more accustomed to the shape of his dick. "Ahnn~~ Ahh~~" She began with faint soft moans that grew with time to fill the room. "Her moans are so adorable." Callista added with a predatory smile as she watched Polly get used like a toy. "It's a shame that we're out of wine."
Her head tilted in amusement. "And what plans did you have for me with that?" His grin was an answer enough that elicited a chuckle out of her. "Looks like I'll have to be careful with the next toy I pick then." She mused before her attention drifted back to Harriet who began to break into a frenzy or hiccups.
Her eyes half open with her mouth open akin to a cheap whore. "Oh my don't tell that the the poison has already started to settle. I made sure that you didn't that fast." Her concerns focused on her slow eventual death rather than her survivability that went unnoticed.
Polly and Jarren were lost in their own games, Harriet could barely talk while Callista took in the whole thing. 'I wonder what other games we'll be indulging in dear.' She posed in his mind. 'I'm sure that you'll come to love them. After all there's so much fun to be had. We're in the first stage after all.' He shot back with his body ravishing Polly's body.
Her nipples stiff that came off as a joke to Jarren as he could feel his climax coming up. "I wonder whether you'll break or survive." His words callous of Polly's state as he let his hot load fill her tiny womb. "Anhhh ~~~" Her childish moans filled the air as her eyes rolled all the way to the back of her head.
Her pussy still small dripped with his cum onto Harriet's pussy that begged for his entrance. Her little chest heaved, her breathes short as she fell into a somewhat half asleep state to which Jarren placed her to the side. "Let's focus on mommy here. I'm sure she's dying to have her body you're and player with."
His tone low and husky as he turned her over to reveal her stiff mounds and dripping entrance. Callista clutched Harriet's head akin to a mother as Jarren positioned his little member for another round. His entrance met with a moan that confirmed her state of being conscious that made Callista flash a smile.
"And here I thought that I broke you too soon." She mounted on top of her face burying her pussy into Harriet's mouth. Callista's back arched as she bit her lips, Harriet's tongue now no longer teetering on the edges of her labia but penetrating into her pussy. As for Jarren, her warm, moist and tight folds felt heavenly hitting her womb.
Properly spreading her legs, his thrusts of her pussy grew more relentless with each second. Harriet let out mindless groans as she felt her consciousness and reason slip through her fingers like sand. Callista took her time to play with her erect mounds. Teasing and pulling them as she wished which heightened the bliss that claimed Harriet.
Minutes dragged into hours with which the two had thoroughly exhausted Harriet. Her body being nothing more than a spent whore with her body coated in their fluids. Polly on the other hand grew awake to see the ruined state of her mother with which the two didn't waste any time with her.
Jarren grabbed her having her face away from him as she began to toy with Callista's pussy. It was more out of theatrics rather than purpose that she indulged in with her. Holding her by her chest, Jarren could feel her small perked nipples with which he toyed to his liking. The sounds of her moans filling the room was prevalent before falling unconscious once more.
Jarren and Callista's bodies intertwined resting on the bed with their bodies masked with blankets. "It would be better to pick a more durable toy than Polly, I only got to play with her once." Her voice filled with dissatisfaction as she eyed Polly on the floor, her little frame drowned in Jarren's fluids.
"Well you better choose wisely next time dear, or else you'll have to answer to Clomere." Jarren tainted landing kisses on her neck. "Ah!" She squirmed away from his embrace with smile and giggles. "Understood but Clomere needs to be more calm with the results she gets. She's a bit strict for my taste."
She managed to say amidst her laughs and playful charms. "Her? Aren't you as equally strict with Dargath?" His response met with a pout. "What are these false accusations? What do you mean strict ? I'm giving him toys to play with and yet you call me strict?" It felt like blasphemy to her with his words.
*Knock-Knock-Knock*
The knock came, the two didn't need to know who it was as they permitted their entrance. The bed they were in shrouded with a veil faintly outlining their figures. Dargath upon entering the room was shocked with the scene, wishing to leave however Callista's insistence forced him to take the two out with him.
"Fell free to do as you please with them. Even if that means killing them or indulgence." Her words sharp that didn't leave any room for negotiation. With a few grunts, Polly and Harriet's figures were hauled out of their room leaving the two alone with their thoughts. "See, benevolent and understanding so calling me strict should be nothing more than a lie."
She went on with her feral theatrics he smiled at. He patted her head as if to congratulate her. "Well it would seem that I misjudged you kitty. I guess I could show you a sneak peak at what I've been preparing for Seryn." His words resulting with a look of eagerness on Callista's face.
"As you should." Her response haughty that made his his eyes narrow with contempt. "Or maybe I shouldn't." He added that flustered the horror his embrace. "Wait I'm sorry." Her pleas followed with a humbled comment. "Since you asked so nicely..." His words perking up er face once more.