Loading...“I am uncertain of the formalities, but one imagines our allegiance to your demon mother has been automatically transferred to the new incumbent….” The blonde woman trailed off.
Her companion, a stunning brunette, glared at her through narrowed eyes.
“The old queen was weak, I kept her that way. It was only through my influence at her court that you were ever granted access.” She replied, menacingly.
“And now? Can you really stand against those rallied against you?” Dr Schroeder inquired, a snide smile on her perfect lips.
“The Succubae nation is dispersed, my people fugitives from the Church and their allies. Both are too distracted to bother with me and rumours of ancient prophecies. The time for me to strike is now!” The demoness snarled. “You know what I want and I know what you want….” She whispered, sliding a vial across the marble tabletop.
Ava Schroeder raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow.
“It’s a very small sample.” She complained.
“Forgive me, here was I thinking you were a scientist.” The hell’s daughter sneered. ” Synthesise it…”
“…..” The German woman was about to speak.
“I believe that you have sufficient lust and malice to activate the substance.” Claudine, the other woman, said anticipating the question. She smiled, satisfied that Ava was hers now.
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What Ava Did Next
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She sat in her vehicle, on a quiet suburban street, watching the man.
She stroked the icy vial on a chain around her neck. It was almost beating, throbbing against her skin. As if alive?
No…she dismissed the thought.
She thought back to the day before, the fifth day of testing the synthetic substance, the vial’s reactions to every man she passed.
The strongest reaction had been to this man, the one unaware of her observation.
Ava had passed him in a supermarket. He’d been grocery shopping with his family. Ava had smiled as she watched his pretty African-American wife and adorable little girl.
Yes, he was the one and he had no idea what was about to happen to him.
Ava was looking at him now, looking at his back. Her support team had tracked him down. His name was Ted Wells, aged 31.
Her gaze admired his broad shoulders, his slim waist. His t-shirt had ridden up as he worked, exposing skin and the waistband of his boxers. She imagined herself getting into those underpants, gripping on to his cute ass as she sucked on his eager cock…she’d run her hands down those thick thighs.
God, she was wet now, wet enough that she could smell it in the confines of the car.
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“You building this all by yourself?” She called out as she approached him from behind.
At the sound of the unexpected voice, Ted turned around. She had time to look at his ash blonde hair, his brown eyes and friendly smile.
“It’s not much, but it’ll be ours. A proper family home.” He replied, unable to keep the pride from his voice.
“Family?” Ava queried, as she gazed at his sweaty tee, his pecs and nipples visible through the wet fabric.
“My wife, Claire and daughter, Molly.” He said, extracting a photo from his wallet.
“They’re lovely.” Ava said, honestly. It made what she was about to do all the sweeter. She moved closer.
“They sure are.” Ted beamed, taking the picture back.
Ava wondered if he’d able to smell her arousal.
“So do you live around here, Miss…?” He asked, suddenly cautious after catching a strange look in the woman’s eyes.
“Ava Schroeder.” She introduced herself; one hand unstoppering the tiny bottle nestled in her cleavage.
“Ted Wells, pleased to meet you.” He said abstractedly. His soulful eyes were drawn to the stranger’s chest.
He was aware that he was staring rudely, but he could not draw his gaze away. Her cinnamon perfume was very alluring…
His thoughts stopped.
She smiled, he was bewitched.
She reached out and took hold of his left hand. He did nothing. Oh God, the power she had over him! The vial was pulsing, writhing around her neck.
Ted registered nothing as this unknown woman pulled his wedding band from his finger. She got close to him and put a hand under his t-shirt.
“All you need to know is that you’re mine now, Ted.” She sighed into his ear.
Ted nodded mutely.
She led him to where she was parked and sat him in the passenger seat, before getting in herself.
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Ava studied her captive. She’d never been so turned on, so exhilarated.
She turned his compliant face towards hers and kissed him, her tongue pressing passed his lips.
Ted responded, returning the favour. He started a little mechanically at first, as if he had never been kissed, before but soon he was matching her pace.
She straddled his lap and she could feel the large hardness between his legs.
He was pliable as she pulled of his t-shirt. Ted was almost hairless, except for a golden spread across his chest and from his navel.
Awkwardly, against the roof of the car, Ava shed her own top. She positioned one of Ted’s rough hands on one of her heaving breasts.
She then leant towards Ted, muffling his heavy breathing with her copious flesh.
“Aah yeah….” She groaned as his lips sucked at her through her bra. She wiggled her hips over Ted’s large denim tent.
“Oh my word!” A voice suddenly cried out.
Ava looked up to the figure of an elderly woman trying to scurry away from the steamy car. The old bitch must have been able to see everything from the kerbside.
Ava was tempted to carry on and fuck the married man beneath her but the possibility of the police turning up made her pause. She couldn’t be caught now, far too disruptive to her carefully laid plans.
With a painful reluctance she climbed off Ted. She’d really wished that she could have fucked him right then and there but she’d have to settle for the prospect that the passer-by would report what she had seen. Would that report get back to Ted’s wife? Ava sincerely hoped so.
She glanced at Ted. The man was as docile as cattle. Perhaps a little less of Claudine’s secretions next time….
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Two days later
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“The police say that husband was seen with another woman that evening.” Mitch Lombardy stated plainly. He was a private detective and right now he was talking to Claire Wells.
“I don’t know what that lady saw but I know Ted. He’d never cheat on me.”
Mitch admired the certainty in her voice, and in her eyes, but he could not believe that her husband had been abducted.
“Listen, Mrs Wells…” He started to say.
“No. Wait. What man leaves all his belongings, including his car, to run off with someone else, hmm?” Claire offered, seeing the disbelief in the man’s face. “Besides I’m the client, aren’t I?”
Mitch held up his hands. “Can you afford me? This is not a cheap process.”
“Ted made good money, so there’s our savings and my dad left me some money last year…my daughter wants her daddy to come home, Mr Lombardy.”
Mitch gave her an appraising look. This was one strong determined woman. If nothing else he could try and locate Mr Wells and catch him in the act of committing adultery.
“Okay, Mrs Wells. I’ll take the case.”
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Ted glanced around the room. It looked like any other room, tastefully furnished except for the chain that linked his ankle to the wall.
He could not recall leaving the site of his new home.
Testing the reach of the chain he found he could get to the small closet (with clothes in his size), to the shower and toilet, and even a couple of feet from the open door way.
“Is anyone out there?” He yelled.
There was no response.
He rubbed his chin and was surprised to find a few days worth of stubble. How long had he been asleep? Had he been drugged?
Claire must be out of her mind with worry and what on Earth had she told Molly?
He’d always sworn that he’d always been there for them, but would they know that he hadn’t wanted to let them down?
He inspected the chain that bound him. There was no way that he could pick the lock or pull it from the wall.
He went to inspect the windows and discovered that they were doubled glazed and barred for extra measure.
Ted had to conclude that there was no way for him to escape or call for help.
He was so wrapped up in his actions that he didn’t hear the footsteps outside.
“Hello, Ted. How are you settling in?” Ava asked, leaning against the doorframe.
Ted spun round and darted towards her.
“What the hell is going on? Who the fuck are you and where is this damn place?” He asked furiously.
Ava smiled slowly. She reached out and stroked Ted’s arm in a comforting gesture.
Ted was too eager to hear her answer that he didn’t shake her off.
“My name is Dr Ava Schroeder and this is Ridgeville.” She explained, naming a gated community hours from Ted’s home. “Let me show you something, Ted….” She whispered.
Ted’s jaw dropped as Ava’s light summer dress dropped to the floor, revealing her fantastic naked body.
“Hey…” Ted breathed as he took in her long legs, flat stomach and large breasts. He couldn’t look away from her tits, for tattooed there were a swastika over each juicy nipple. ” I don’t understand…” He continued, repulsed by the evil symbol marring such perfect breasts.
“Welcome to the beating heart of Nazi America, Ted. There are colonies, just like this one, all over the country.” Ava told him. “Since before the war, we’ve been here, infiltrating, voting, recruiting….breeding….” She concluded, her hand slipping down to cup Ted’s crotch.
Ted pulled her hand away but he was too stunned to move away.
“This is insane.” He exclaimed, shaking his head. “If you let me go, I won’t tell anyone.”
“Ted, Ted, Ted. I think you could be happy here. We can make you very happy, Ted.” She promised, running a hand over her sensitive skin. ” This is the start of your new life.”
“I want to get back my current one. I need to get home to my wife and daughter.”
“Really? You didn’t seem to be thinking of them when you left them behind. Your wedding ring came off so easy.” Ava growled sarcastically. ” Don’t you remember sucking on my tits in my car, right out on the street?
Ted was struck dumb. That could not have happened! It was beyond impossible. But his ring was gone…He rubbed at the space where the familiar comforting weight had been.
“I…” He said, lost for words.
“You left them, Ted. Do you think they know that, Ted? Can you picture your dirty wife and stupid kid at home, crying for you?”
Ted struck out, catching Ava by the arm and pulling her into the room.
“Don’t ever dare…you never speak about them like that.” He roared, shaking the naked woman roughly.
Ava just raised an amused eyebrow.
Disgusted, Ted flung the bitch to the floor.
Ava was enjoying herself immensely. Ted aroused her so much and a wicked thought had just occurred to her.
She opened the vial about her neck and waited a few seconds. The dosage was less this time but still strong enough that Ted’s angry expression vanished. Now he looked slightly glazed over.
“Can you hear me, Ted?”
“Yeah…”
“Take off your clothes.”
Ted nodded and began to comply and Ava admired his torso, shaped by hard work. She got up off the floor to run her hands over his chest.
She watched impatiently as he undid each of the buttons of his fly.
She slipped her hands under the waistband of his boxers and pushed them down with his jeans.
Ava was not disappointed by what was revealed. Even soft Ted’s cock felt weighty and full in her palm.
She lowered Ted’s unresisting head down to her cleavage.
“I want you to suck my tits as I watch you jerk off. That okay, Ted?
“Yeah…” Ted groaned as he ran a thumb over his purple head, the other hand playing with his balls.
“Tell me….mmmm,” Ava moaned as Ted’s tongue flicked over her flesh. ” You ever cheated on your wife?”
“….no….”
“Feels good, doesn’t it?”
“uh ha….” Ted mumbled, his mouth too occupied for words but Ava took the fastened pace of his hand as a response in the affirmative.
“You like my tits, Ted?”
“Yeah… I do…”
She pulled him down to the rug.
“Lick my tattoos, Ted. Aren’t they beautiful, don’t they excite you?
Ted groaned his agreement even as he greedily kissed them. Both his hands were between his legs, one tugging at his nine inches, the other cupping his balls.
“Ahhh yeahhh….” She moaned, wondering if she’d cum just from his mouth on her breasts alone. “They’re better than Claire’s, aren’t they, Ted?”
“Yeah….” He said so easily, his consciousness so suppressed he couldn’t even think to lie.
She was so wet now, hearing this man betray his wife so casually. She reached down to slick her fingers with her juices.
“Suck on this,” She said, popping her tasty fingers passed Ted’s lips. “Tell me, would you forget about your child just to taste me, to eat my pussy?
“Yeah….yeah….”
Ava stood up on shaky legs so that this man could enter her with his tongue.
“You like my tight pussy? Imagine how good it would feel around your cock….?”
Ted was yanking at his cock now, fast and hard.
“uuuungh….” Ted scowled as his thick white cum jettisoned in bursts all over the carpet. “hhhhhhh….hhhh….”
Ava began to grind against his flushed and breathless face. She thought about Ted’s wife catching them like this, her husband buried in another woman’s bush….or maybe his daughter, too young to understand what her daddy was doing with a woman who wasn’t her mommy.
“Agh…yah…” She whimpered.
She thought about Ted, how soon he’d be corrupted and changed forever and all the good men that would follow him into her clutches.
“Yeah oh yeah…..ayyy….mmmmmmm….” She squealed as her own orgasm ripped through her.
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Ted woke up for the next morning.
No one had bothered to redress him. The memories of the previous day’s infidelities came back to him in one fell swoop.
He began to cry. He had had no power over his words or deeds but that was no consolation.
He thought that quite possibly the guilt would kill him but he knew that the psycho he was enslaved by had much worse planned for him.
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Mitch sat across from Mick Dunlop, Ted’s partner in the construction company.
“Ted was the best foreman I ever had. Could always rely on him to get the job done.” Mick informed the P.I. “I had no qualms offering him half of the business and I’ve never regretted it. The company couldn’t be in safer hands now that I’m getting older…well, until he went missing…” He said with a miserable shrug.
“You heard the rumour that he’s simply run off with another woman?”
Mick put down his cigar and looked at Mitch thoughtfully.
“There’s a type of man that does that kind of thing, you know- the possibility exists.” He said with a magnanimous gesture. “Ted weren’t that type.”
He must have seen the disbelief in Mitch’s eyes because he continued.
“Some jobs we travelled outta town for. Plenty of the men, myself included, took advantage of the freedom, indulged in a little too much drink or the charms of other ladies. There’s no harm right? No one gotta know!”
“But not Ted?” Inquired Mitch.
“Not once. I always admired him for it. Likes I said, you could rely on Ted. In his room early every night to call Claire and Molly.”
Mitch thanked Mick for his time and promised to let him know what he uncovered.
So far everything told him that Ted was a loving husband and devoted father, too bad it gave him nothing to go on.
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They’d left him alone all day, except for the maid who’d brought the food.
She had refused to speak to him however much he had pleaded with her to help him.
Though he tried to fight it, he found himself drifting off to sleep.
Once he was sound asleep a new phenomenon started. It was like a whispering through the walls. Had he been awake he’d have struggled to hear the indistinct words.
As it was he failed to wake at the sounds, full of sick ideology. The teachings of an insane cult sent subliminally to his vulnerable ears.
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Ted picked at his dinner plate. His usually healthy appetite had withered in captivity.
He pushed his plate aside and got up to look out the window.
He could see the residents of this community going about their business and he knew he’d get no help from them. Everyone was so blonde and Aryan it shocked him, it was so different from own culturally diverse neighbourhood.
He pulled at his chain to no avail. He kept hope alive by believing that at some point an opportunity to escape would reveal itself. Ted knew in his heart that he’d get back to his family, where he belonged.
Until then he’d remain strong and focused against her, his enemy.
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The Next Day
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“Listen, you sicko, I want you to undo this fucking chain right now.”
Ava chuckled. Would all the men be this much fun?
“You still want to go home, darling? Think you’ll be able to suck on Claire’s meagre titties and not think of mine?”
Ted clenched his fists.
“I told you. You don’t have the fucking right to…” He started angrily but trailed off as he remembered her weighty breasts on his face. “Just don’t…”
“You should watch your mouth, Ted, or I might have to sit on it. In fact I think I will.”
Ted was paralysed at her words.
“Lay on the bed.” Ava commanded, releasing the stopper on the vial around her neck.
“Please…don’t…” Ted muttered, hesitant and confused; the potency was much less now. He couldn’t help it though when his feet ambled over to the bed.
“Watch me, Ted.” Ava instructed, knowing he was helpless to disobey.
Very slowly, and under Ted’s full gaze, she shed her top, revealing her succulent tits that Ted had already sampled.
She pushed them together and ran a couple of fingers over her erect nipples. “Watch me stroke my nazi breasts, Ted. It’s okay for you to want them, so soft and white. I know you want them. Ted; I can see your cock getting harder and harder in your pants.”
She wriggled out of her pants to uncover her black thong panties. She gripped her ass, deliberately accentuating her figure, her hips and long legs.
Ava slipped a hand down between her legs and under the fabric.
“Like what you see, Ted?”
Ted grunted hard his assent.
Ava got onto the foot of the bed and proceeded to crawl up Ted’s body very slowly, his eyes wandering over every inch of her, but lingering on her swaying breasts.
She paused to bury her face in Ted’s crotch, outlining his hardness with her tongue.
In one hurried flash Ava twisted so that her body was poised over Ted’s face and her own could nuzzle at his fly.
“Lick my cunt Ted. Lick my cunt and think about going home to your family with juices still slick on your lips. Would you kiss your wife, Ted, or your daughter?”
A few seconds passed and Ava wondered what was going on in Ted’s submerged mind.
With a quick burst of relief Ava felt Ted’s skilled hands pull back the sheer damp material, exposing her wet pussy.
Another heartbeat and she felt his warm breath. He had paused. Was this some degree of self-control? Hesitancy at the sight of an unfamiliar pussy?
“Eat me out, Ted.” She whispered and there it was, his tongue working its way passed the lips of her cunt.
A thrill ran up her spine as she heard him inhale her ripe musk.
Hungry with anticipation she shoved down his pants and seized his throbbing cock, delicately sampling the pre-cum that had gathered at the top.
“Ahhh….you taste good…” She moaned before her mouth closed over the ripples and ridges of Ted’s hard prick. She swallowed his inches down until her nose rested just above his heavy balls.
She started to play with his hairy gold sac and to stroke the sensitive skin hidden behind it.
She groaned and arched her back as Ted pinched her clit lightly.
“Ahhhh…..oh ya yahh…” She whispered, trying to lick Ted’s shaft between the waves of ecstasy she was experiencing. She gripped it with a thumb and two fingers and running them up and down, concentrating on its swollen head.
“Oh…Jesus…” Ted sighed, muffled as Ava’s thighs straddled his face. She could feel his hot breath tease at the folds of her pussy.
Her quick tongue danced playfully over his dick and he began to writhe under her.
“aaaa mmmmmmm” He groaned, as some of her long blonde hair tumbled and teased his warm groin.
“That’s it…Ted….harder…” Ava pleaded as Ted enjoyed himself eating her aching hole.
Suddenly she felt his hands on her waist and he turned her easily so he was on top and thrusting in and out of her hungry mouth.
Ava knew she was close to coming as he grunted above her, fucking her face hard, his laboured breath sending shivers down her spine.
“Uh”
“Uh”
“Uh”
Ted moaned on each stoke passed her full lips and then, her mouth was full of his sweet cum and she was swallowing every drop.
“Oohh awwww…..” She whined as felt her climax building too. Ted’s persistent, talented tongue seemed as if it was never going to let up….
Then, all at once, she came, like a river bursting its banks and she was thrashing about, flailing and failing to find purchase in the crumpled sheets.
After what seemed like an age Ava crawled out from under him and climbed up to kiss him.
She hoped he could taste his betrayal in her mouth.
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The next day
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Ted was staring at the white band on his ring finger, sadly noting that it had faded a little more.
Whilst it was there it could remind him what he was fighting for, what he had to get back to….when it was gone, would he Ava’s forever? With horror he realised that part of him was nor repelled by the idea.
As much as he wanted to be wrong he knew that he was changing into the man she wanted him to be.
Ted looked up as his maid entered the room and put down a tray of food.
“Listen, please,” He begged, ” I just want to be with my wife and child. You’ve got to help me.”
The girl looked at him sorrowfully but said nothing.
“I love my family. Please help me… I have a little girl. Her name is Molly. Her birthday is coming up. My wife and I have bought her a bike. Its pink and its got a little bell…” He trailed off as his voice cracked. ” Its so hard to stay strong….”
Maybe he looked pathetic but the girl seemed to take pity on him. He’d touched some deep part of her.
“Stay strong, Mr Wells. Your wife is looking for you.” She whispered before scurrying out the door. “Have hope.”
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A week later
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“How can you be so sure that Ted didn’t find another woman? Why won’t you entertain that possibility?”
“We fell in love in high school. It happened so quick and easy and we both knew that we were meant to be together.” She paused. “Ted and I grew up in the same neighbourhood but we had very different lives, back then.”
Mitch nodded, encouraging her to continue.
“Ted’s mother was a drunk and mean with it. Ted took care of her, picking her up from this bar and that bar. He supported this mom and his sister…I know it was tough on him.”
Mitch indicated that he understood. He’d found out pretty much the same information.
“We were naïve because we were so in love, we couldn’t understand that some people wouldn’t want us to be together. His mom didn’t want her son dating a black girl and my dad forbid me to see a boy from that sort of family.”
The P.I noticed that the pretty woman held her wedding ring as she talked, as if drawing strength from it.
“Ted dropped out of school to work full time, to support his family, but to Dad he was just a no good drop out. It broke my heart that my Daddy couldn’t see Ted for the way that he was. I couldn’t imagine my life without Ted in it so I saw him behind my Dad’s back.”
“But he found out, I guess?” Mitch inquired and Claire nodded.
“He disowned me when I refused to give up Ted. Ted just took on extra shifts to help put me through school. He worked hard to support us, to provide us with a home and a good life.”
“Your dad came round though….”
“Yeah,” Claire said, breaking into a rare smile. “When he saw how happy Ted made me and how much Ted loved me, he just let it go……. So you see Mitch, my husband fought for us and he wouldn’t just leave like this. Something bad happened to him….”
Mitch debated for a second, then made up his mind.
He pulled a folder from his brief case.
“Have you ever heard of a woman named Dr Ava Schroeder? Or a town named Sixville?” He asked.
Claire shook her head, and took the folder.
“Where did you get this?”
“A man named Dr Ryder. Seems he had a run in with Schroeder a while back. She might be the woman last seen with your husband.”
Claire Wells was stunned. Here was a concrete lead. A chance to find out what had happened to Ted. She couldn’t speak, as her head was too full of hope and expectation.
Mitch coughed.
“I’m taking a trip to see this Dr Ryder this weekend, to see what he has to say. I don’t want you getting any false hopes.”
Claire nodded, but she felt better than she had in weeks.
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The next day
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“There’s no such thing as a faithful man, Ted. If they think they can get away with it they’ll seize the opportunity to fuck the first available piece of ass that comes along.”
Ted didn’t want to hear Ava’s words. They tapped directly into the guilt he was feeling. Everyday since his abduction Ava had used him for her sick gratification and Ted’s conscience now had to cope with the fact that he had begun to enjoy her visits.
“Ava, please…I don’t want to hear….”
“You’re the same, Ted, despite what you believe about love and fidelity…” She whispered in his ear as she sat on him, his shaft burying deep into her tight snatch.
“No….” He groaned as her muscles clenched around him.
“You enjoy fucking me, Ted. Tell you me you don’t. Tell me you don’t want to keep fucking me.” She growled as she began to bounce up and down on his hardness, her hands pushing on his strong torso.
“Aaaa….” Ted groaned, unable to speak.
“You like sucking on my tits, you like licking my cunt or rimming out my ass, don’t you? Admit it, Ted.”
“Yes….” He sighed. “Yes…”
“You like filling me with cum, don’t you, Ted?
“Yes….”
Ava was riding him harder now, bent over so her breasts were tantalisingly close to his face.
Ted brought up his hands to cup her firm ass and hold her as his cock plunged into her.
“How would your wife feel if she could see you now? If she could hear you betray her?”
Ted frowned angrily and he gripped Ava’s arm, hurting her.
“What I do…whatever you make me do….it has nothing to do with her, do you understand me?” He spat.
Ava smiled.
“I haven’t had to compel you to do anything for days now…no artificial enticements at all. You could have resisted if you wanted to….”
Ted was too busy thrusting his hips for her words to sink in quickly.
“No….” He groaned.
“Yes….you didn’t resist because you no longer love your wife or your daughter.” She reached round to squeeze his full balls. “You want to be with me, not some filthy stupid whore and her brat….”
Ted was gazing down, watching as her body sunk down on him, enclosing his dick. He’d never been fucked like this.
“Do you still love that bitch, Ted?” Ava asked.
Ted was having trouble thinking. He loved his wife, didn’t he? Hadn’t he been fucking Ava because he had had no choice?
“Can you even remember her name?” Ava sneered, swivelling her hips and grinding down on to him. ” Or your kid’s?”
“I…” Ted cried. His head was too full of Ava to even picture his wife’s face or that of his daughter. He froze as he realised the truth.
Ava smiled victoriously. Slowly, she had corrupted him, twisted his mind as she had used his body.
He was broken, and she knew that he was hers now and forever. She had swept aside every last piece of goodness in him.
“Cum in me, Ted. I want your cum in my fertile womb. Fuck me and make me pregnant.”
Ted hesitated a moment before he push Ava off of him. A second later he was roughly shoving his cock into her doggy-style.
“Yeah, I’m going to cum in your cunt, bitch.” He snarled, through gritted teeth as he worked his thumbs into her puckered anus.
Ava rocked back and forth, her nerves aflame at the penetration of her body.
“You like that, slut? Huh? I’m gonna…spill…my seed..right…inside of you…”
“Ahhhhhh” Ava yelled as she felt his jism shooting inside her.
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Sometime Later
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Mitch glanced over at Claire and regretted bringing her along. They had underestimated the power of this nazi cult and fallen into the hands of four Germanic thugs as they staked out Riverdale.
Dr Ryder had set them up and now they were going to pay the price of believing him.
Mitch thought about their prospects and whichever way he looked at it, the outlook was bleak.
One the men had taken his gun and he knew there was no chance of fighting their way out.
He and Claire were taken to a room. As soon as they’d entered the dimly lit room they smelled the air was thick with sex.
Mitch could make out a couple fucking in the corner; a woman with her legs in the air as a man humped into her. She kept crying out as he filled her, his ass thrusting away.
Mitch turned away, pulling his eyes away from the Nazi eagle emblazoned on the man’s broad back.
Ava Schroeder got his attention, sitting in an armchair watching the dirty action.
It was the evil in her eyes that really scared him. He knew instinctively that this woman was capable of anything.
“This will be the sixth woman your husband has impregnated, Mrs Wells.” The Doctor boasted, turning towards the prisoners. “I think he’s rather enjoying the fact that she is not a willing partner, this time.”
Mitch glanced at his client. He was in time to see her heart break and her spirit die. Something like madness filled her eyes.
It was too much for her to bear and she retreated inwardly, catatonic with pain.
Ava looked disappointed, as if she had wanted more of a reactive.
A second later and the emotion was gone, replaced with a blank look of indifference.
“Put Mr Lombardy in a cell for….re-education….” She said, addressing the guards. ” I have special plans for Ted’s lovely wife…..”
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Epilogue
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Dr Gale was showing Dr Chong, the new Resident, round the psychology wing.
“Ah, this is Claire Wells.” He stated, indicating a heavily medicated woman. “Its rather a tragic case. Paranoid delusions.”
The new Doctor raised an eyebrow.
“Her husband disappeared and she started to believe he’d been taken by a massive Nazi conspiracy backed by demonic powers.”
“How are you treating her?” The Resident asked, turning to a new page in his notebook.
“Sadly, she’s proven unresponsive to all the usual courses of action. We mainly keep her sedated for her own safety. The long term prognosis does not look good.”
Dr Chong nodded sympathetically and then they headed out the door.