Bonnie said, “I can’t slow ten at once, maybe two or three at a time.”

  I nodded, “That’s fine, the other seven will be too busy running from my blades to shoot us, or at least they’ll be split between offense and defense. Better that than letting seven of them focus on offense only.”

  We made it upstairs, and I picked out a pair of purple yoga pants and a white sports bra for Maggie to work out in. I also made sure she noticed me picking out the sexiest and trashiest outfit I could put together for after, to wear for us all the rest of the morning until it was time to go hunting anyway, then she’d put the professional red pencil skirt and dark blue blouse she had on now back on. For both hunting and for the coven she needed to look professional, but she loved dressing up like a trashy little slut for me.

  I don’t even know if it could be called a skirt, it was a red and dark blue checkered skirt with gray borders around the checkers, and it was at most four inches long. The thing was barely enough to cover her upper hips and the very top of her ass, and it wouldn’t do anything except sexily frame and reveal her assets. I also picked out a red blouse that was completely sheer, and it wouldn’t hide anything. I topped it off with some of her raciest lace and silk black lingerie bra and panty set, which would be the only real covering she’d have under the see through top and non-existent sexy skirt.

  Lastly, I set out a bright red pair of fuck me pumps, with five inch stiletto heels, to round out the outfit.

  Maggie bit her lip and looked at me with her warm and innocently wide light brown eyes, with so much submissive lust and breathless naughty desire that I instantly hardened, but I just gave her a casual wink as I laid it out on the bed for later. She looked so breathlessly turned on I thought she might pass out, and she licked her lips playfully when I had to adjust myself. It was also when I told her quite firmly that she’d be changing back into her current outfit after cooking us all lunch like a good girl, and when it was time for us to go hunting.

  Which told her she’d be wearing it for our personal time, and while working in her office for her businesses until lunch rolled around when she cooked for us all.

  Until then, she was my eye candy, and she really liked being my slutty eye candy. I’d have bet everything I owned in that moment, after giving her those orders, that she was soaked for me.

  Shannon looked delighted by our interplay, and by just how hot Maggie got being told to dress like a trashy whore for me.

  Then we changed, and we went downstairs for our workout.

  I’d also noticed Shannon’s wardrobe as well, as she’d gotten it all hung up on one of the empty racks. My Maggie had mostly skirts, my Elena’s dresses were just on the wrong side between trashy and elegant, and my Bonnie had revealing casual clothes like short shorts and tight shirts. They all had tight workout clothes of course, and all of them had a dress or two for going out, but mostly that’s what they wore, and it showed by the content of their clothes racks.

  Shannon wasn’t nearly so singular in type of dress like my other mates, she had equal amounts of jeans, shorts, yoga pants, skirts, dresses, and various types of blouses and shirts. Though, the style of dress was very similar across that more type-diverse wardrobe. She dressed in dark colors, most of her clothes were dark blues, blacks, and grays, and they were also revealing in nature. Not as revealing as some of the stuff Bonnie wore, but my bold stunning beauty had no qualms about showing her body to advantage. I didn’t see anything on her racks that would cover more than half her DD cleavage, and nothing but the yoga pants and skintight black jeans would cover anything below her lower thighs.

  The couch against the wall in the bedroom was comfortable. I’d never sat in it before. Maggie was absolutely breathless for me and I could already see a wet spot on the black panties she’d just put on as the last step in dressing in her slutty ensemble. Given we’d just gotten out of the shower, that told me a lot about her state of mind. At the moment, I was going through the toy box, it didn’t take me long to find the vibrating ass plug, and I made very sure she saw me slip the remote for it into my pocket. It could control the intensity and speed of the vibrations, as well as turn it on and off.

  I was actually naked, my pants over the side of the couch. But I’d ordered her to get dressed for our time together.

  I said firmly, “Turn around, and stick that sexy ass out for me.”

  She bit her lip, and replied breathily, “Yes, sir.”

  I reached over and caressed her ass teasingly and softly, making her let out a shuddering sigh and tremble for me in desire. Fuck me, I’ve never seen her looking so hot for me before, and that was saying a lot. The outfit I’d picked out, and the attention I was giving her was pushing all of her buttons. I lubed up the plug with my other hand, then lowered the panties just enough for access to her tight little asshole.

  She moaned softly, and then pushed back against the ass plug eagerly, as I put it against her puckered star. Her ass stretched around it lewdly, as the thick rounded part pushed in, and then her sphincter closed tight around the thin part in the middle. The wide end was a lot fatter and wouldn’t go in, but it was also thin enough cross-section wise that it was hard to even tell she had an ass plug in there once I pulled her panties back up.

  I patted her ass softly, “Good girl,” I praised, and she trembled again, “Sit back down.”

  She blushed, “Yes, sir,” and spun around and wiggled slightly, clearly enjoying the sensations of her ass being stretched out, and she let out a breathy little gasp when I turned it on at its lowest setting, “Fuck, that feels so good. You’re driving me crazy, sir.”

  She looked at me with so much needy lust in her eyes on that faux innocent and angelically beautiful face it made me twitch hard.

  “I want you to do something for me.”

  She said in that warm seductive voice of hers, “Anything, sir.”

  I smiled, “I want you to look into my eyes, and I want you to get yourself off for me. I want you to play with yourself, and cum for me, so I can see those pretty innocent eyes wide with pleasure. Would you like that? To play with yourself for me?”

  It was a game I’d never played with her before, and a question I’d never asked.

  She looked so turned on she couldn’t see straight, “Yes, sir. I’ll be a good girl for you, a naughty angel-slut. You really want to watch me get myself off, sir?”

  I said truthfully, “More than anything, watching you cum for me is one of my favorite things in life, I just never thought of this approach before. If you’re a good girl for me, I’ll give you what you want.”

  She giggled naughtily, then gasped as she wiggled, “That feels so good. What is it I want, sir?”

  “My cum in you,” I said firmly.

  Her eyes widened, and her whole body let out another one of those shuddering trembles. She’d almost cum for me just then, just from those words. Well… that and the vibrating ass plug, but at its lowest setting I knew it would only be a tease and slight enhancement of her pleasure, it’d take other stimulation to get her to explode.

  She said breathily, “I am your cum-slut, sir. Your cum-dump, and your naughty tramp.”

  She bit her lip and looked into my eyes, as her hands started to caress her body teasingly, and she let out a deep sigh of pleasure followed by a sexy moan as she squeezed her breasts tightly. She left one hand up there, to tease and squeeze her breasts, and roll her nipples, while her other hand slowly and teasingly ran circling caresses lower and lower on her flat abdomen.

  “It won’t take me long, sir. I’m so hot for you right now, a needy little fuck toy that needs your hot cream. In me, on me, I just need it, sir,” she let out another shuddering sigh of pleasure as her fingers dipped under her panties and started to work her clit in slow teasing circles.

  She was so beautiful, angelic of face and built for sin down below her neck. Her body was fantastic, and she looked so damned hot in that trashy outfit.

  I couldn’t help myself, as I started to stroke my cock as I watched her squirm, tremble, wriggle under her own touch and low teasing vibrations of the ass plug. Her body was a perfect hourglass, slightly exaggerated but perfectly balanced, and so very feminine and sexy. It was her eyes though, so wide with pleasure and excitement as she masturbated for me, and the way her moist full lips were slightly parted, as she let out needy and pleasured gasps, soft moans of pleasure, and breathy pants of desire.

  She said, “You turn me on so much, sir. I’ll be a good Jilling slut for you anytime. Fuck, I feel so hot, from the way you’re looking at me right now, with such lust and excitement. Such awe while I tremble for you, dreaming about taking that fat cock and being filled with cum. That’s what this body is for you know. You own my slutty body, always. Nothing but a trashy cum-deposit for your pleasure. I’m a good slut for you, aren’t I, sir?”

  “The best, my saucy nymph. I love you, and you’re such a good girl for me.”

  The sharp contrast to what was going on and the impact the warm loving tone of my voice and the soft caring words did her in. Her eyes widened for me, and she cried out, “Jack!” as her whole body shuddered, then trembled as her back arched. She was so fucking sexy cumming for me. Her innocently angelic face twisted in pleasure as she looked into my eyes and came hard for me. Her lushly inviting and sexy body, dressed so trashy in the black lingerie, clear to see with the trashy micro skirt and sheer red blouse.

  Watching her cum really was one of my favorite things and ordering her to get herself off was a new thrill for both of us. I was enthralled, mesmerized, and spellbound as she came explosively for me.

  Her eyes were hooded with insane desire and lingering pleasure as she started to come down for me. There were tears in her eyes, and her words were a shocking mix of nasty and loving, in her usually warm and breathy seductive voice.

  “Your cum-slut loves you very much too, sir. In fact, my love, I’ve never been more of a slut for anyone. The only man I’ve ever loved, or will ever love in this lifetime. I love being your slut, sir.”

  It was too much, and I don’t mean the words. Sure, the words themselves were hot and sweet at the same time, and loving, but it was her devotedly tender voice that blew my mind. The warm tones of devoutness and amazement in me, that was so clearly echoed in her wide innocently doting light brown eyes. It was the level of loving adoration in her tone of voice, while speaking those words, that truly rocked my world and was too much.

  I had to have her.

  I pulled her to me for a long lingering kiss, pulling her leg over me so her legs straddled mine. I felt the slight vibrations of the ass plug as she ground her sex and the soaked panties along my cock with a sweet gasp into my mouth, which broke our kiss.

  “I love you so much, Mags. You awe me. The naughty good girl, the saucy nymph, the way you let me take care of you, need me to take care of you. It all awes me.”

  She smiled playfully, and said in a cutely hopeful voice, “So did I earn my cum? Was I good girl for sir?”

  I moaned deeply, as she giggled naughtily and ground against me again. The heat of her sex was unreal through the thin silky panties, and so very wet. I reached down and peeled the soaked sticky material to the side, and then let out a sharp gasp of pleasure as she lined my cock up and impaled herself with her own hiss of pleasure.

  She was perfectly snug for me, I knew her impossibly tight pussy would be back soon from her monthly beauty regimen spells, and I enjoyed that, but I liked it better when she was perfectly snug for me. Her hot and silken walls conforming tautly, with delicious light tugging on my sensitive length, as her rise and falls milked my cock. Not so hard that I lost control, but still filling me with waves of delicious euphoria.

  “You’re a very good girl,” I whispered while kissing her lips, her body working my cock in short bounces as she took me eagerly and delightfully into her body until her ass was resting on my thighs.

  Then we paused, just drowning in the sweet and wild sensations of being sheathed fully in her tightly curvaceous and lushly sumptuous body, and I looked into her eyes with awe while caressing her face lovingly.

  She said softly, “You have no idea how hot that makes me,” she squeezed around my tightly, bearing down on my cock as she ground me with a delicious milking sensation.

  “What does, angel?” I asked playfully.

  She blushed sweetly, and whispered, “When you tell me I’m a good girl. It should be demeaning, and I don’t mean in a bad way. The fun hot kind of demeaning, like when I call myself a slut or a cum-bucket, or a cum deposit for your pleasure. But it’s not like that, because I feel so safe, so cherished, and so much warmth when you call me that. I feel… loved, invincible, incredibly vulnerable, and safe all at the same time. You don’t say it in a demeaning way, you say it in a loving awe and a warmth in your deliciously firm voice. Fuck, I don’t even know what I’m saying, I just know I love it, and it drives me crazy. It makes my heart explode, and it turns me into a truly shameless slut for you.”

  “Truly shameless?”

  She giggled, and her sex squeezed tightly around my cock.

  “My true mate, I adore you. Maybe I should say lovingly shameless. I’ve always been your shameless slut, because it turns me on, and it’s hot. But when you call me that, I do it out of love. I feel the need out of love, to fulfill your every loving and lustful desire, and to give you my body without reservation. It’s different, still hot, full of lust, but I’m your shameless slut out of love. Does that make sense, or am I just crazy?”

  I grinned, “Both could be true.”

  She giggled, “I probably am crazy, so it’s both.”

  I caressed her face and neck again, while she rocked on me teasingly, sending out delicious mild waves of euphoria into both our bodies.

  “I feel the same way. I love you, and I dress you and make you cook for us out of love and to fulfill your needs, and to show you I care. But it’s also fucking hot, and a turn on, to do it.”

  She smiled, “I think you do understand. Tell me again?”

  I grinned, “You’ll always be my good girl, love.”

  She shivered, and then we were kissing, as she started to ride me with more urgency. Her movements still sensually enthralling. Her sex luxuriously taut and snug, and so very wet as she bounced on my cock, letting out a sexy and sweet panting gasp each time our bodies came together, and she rolled her hips in a tight subtle grind. She couldn’t look away from my eyes, nor could I hers, though I did enjoy the way her C cups bounced alluringly in the black lingerie bra, as she slid eagerly and wildly up and down my cock.

  Then there was also the matter of the low-level vibrations we both shared, from the butt plug.

  Her eyes were filled with burning pleasure, needy lust for my cum inside of her, and a loving devotion so poignantly deep it rocked my world. Our love had grown so powerful, and our intimate times together brought it out when we were alone, powerfully.

  She begged, “I need to feel it. The way your cum fills me and warms my insides, how your long and fat cock twitches and pulses. It makes me feel warm, so very beautiful, and loved. Even when it’s my skin that it warms.”

  “Fuck… Mags. Cum for me again like a good girl, and I will.”

  I would anyway, and at any moment as I struggled to hold on. I was fairly sure she saw that in my eyes. Her milking sex as she ground me and the delicious sensation of sliding in and out as we rocked our bodies together was too damned good. Plus, her words, and the way her eyes begged me for my cum just as much as her words had a moment ago.

  That still didn’t stop her from crying out in pleasure as I called her a good girl, and her riding became sloppy as her sex convulsed and writhed around me and milked me wildly. I gripped her ass tightly and supported her, and I managed to thrust up into her four more times before the wave of powerful bliss overcame me and I started to fill her with my seed.

  It was so painfully intimate, our eyes wide and glassy with the ultimate pleasure and so close together, as we rode the heights of ecstasy together. The pleasure and vulnerability were equally staggering. I loved my Maggie so much I couldn’t see straight, and the pleasure was dizzying as we held on to each other and rode that height as one. Then we came back down to reality.

  I pulled her against me softly with a kiss, as I turned off the vibrator. Her lips were sinfully sweet and loving on mine as I held her firmly to me.

  She smiled warmly, and she bit her lip with wide light brown eyes adoring me.

  “I love you, sir. Fuck, that was fantastic.”

  “I love you too, Mags. You awe me.”

  She giggled, “Good, because that’s my lovingly evil plan, sir.”

  I laughed.

  “How is everything going. The coven, our family.”

  She grinned, “Our family is perfect, and you and I are beyond perfect. You are… everything I need and want, and so much more. That hasn’t changed in the last three days,” she added teasingly.

  I kissed her softly, “Just checking in.”

  She nodded, “The coven is going well too, you know that. I’m keeping an eye on the newcomers, but so far there hasn’t been a serious problem. What made you ask?”

  “The way they segregated last night. I figured they’d be more interested in catching up to old coven members they hadn’t seen in six weeks.”

  She snorted, “Politics. It’s really fine though.”

  She rocked her body a little as she leaned down and kissed my neck and shoulder. Her tits ground against my chest through the sheer silk shirt which felt almost as delightful as flesh to flesh. She nibbled my ear breathily, then whispered in her warm seductive tones.

  “I can’t wait to dress up like a naughty schoolgirl for you, sir.”

  My cock twitched in her sex, from both the words and the intense sliding of her tight sex around my slightly over-sensitive head.

  “You can’t?”

  She rocked again while nibbling my ear some more, while her hot breath against my skin sent tingles of pleasure down my spine.