Chapter 8
The impact of seeing Linda subdued by Sam Andriola eclipsed all else. Sheila failed to register concern over falling into an inescapable trap. "You've enslaved her, haven't you?"
Sam grinned. "It was an essential measure-and admittedly satisfying in turning the tables. If it hadn't been for her wretched intervention, we wouldn't be having this conversation. You would still be mine, babe."
He lifted himself from Linda's backside. His cum-sticky cock popped out of her half-sister's ass. Sheila noted its semi-erect state. He appeared primed for another round. Linda groveled on her elbows. Her humiliation was total. Eye contact was nonexistent.
"It's not your fault," Sheila told her. "No doubt, he outwitted you."
"Naturally," he said. "You didn't expect her absolute compliance without a hitch."
Sheila did not bother hiding her disgust.
"Release her from your spell this minute. She's not the one you actually want."
His chest expanded and contracted while his dark eyes glimmered. "No, she isn't."
Linda summoned her courage. Sam's power did not cancel the love she had for her half-sister. "Sheila, get out of here! Don't let him do it to you again!"
"I have no other choice," Sheila said with resignation. "I won't permit him to hold you a prisoner. You were simply bait, the convenient device of a cunning plot. I'm his prize."
Linda rose on her elbows, wriggling away from Sam. Her ass-hole smarted from his penetrating strokes. Though she longed to claw him with her nails, she couldn't help wanting him. The swell of lust perpetuated her blind allegiance. Her highly aroused body demanded more of his cock.
Sheila recognized Linda's tortured state. Those still-swollen nipples, glazed eyes and moist lips contributed to that opinion. "If you don't release her at once, I'll use my pendant to send you into a trance from which you'll never awake. Your brain will be locked in a frozen body."
"I wouldn't recommend that, babe," he advised, dropping his smirk. "Without my aid, your half-sister will never recover her true faculties."
Sheila turned to Paula. "How could you take up with this appalling man? His methods are deplorable. I would have thought you above his underhanded tricks."
"Angelo's not like that," Paula mechanically stated. She, too, seemed under his hypnotic influence.
"His name isn't Angelo," Sheila revealed. "It's Sam Andriola. If that means nothing, he's in league with the devil." Sam foresaw a possible conflict of loyalty before sending Paula to her. He shielded her mind from falling prey to one of her hypnotic commands. Sam obviously learned of their friendship through Linda; he compelled Linda to bare all facts relative to herself. He also took the precaution of having Paula relieve her of the pendant, which now resided in her purse. Sheila, overwhelmed by Paula's mysterious behavior, offered no argument.
"Sam and Angelo are my pseudonyms," he maintained. "None of you know my true name-nor will it ever be revealed." He motioned to Linda and Paula. "Restrain her while I re-indoctrinate her."
Sheila's heart fluttered. "Aren't you going to lift your spell from Linda?"
"After I have safely assured myself that you are completely mine. I have no further use of her. I never wanted her to begin with-she was, as you cited, an instrument. I leveraged myself to advantage."
"But I don't want to be discharged from your service," Linda sulked. She considered the loss of that fierce consummation-that super sex she thoroughly enjoyed. "Don't desert me, Sam."
He shrugged. "Your half-sister decrees it. Don't worry. Your memory banks will be totally wiped clean. You won't have recall of me-or Sheila. History won't repeat itself. I've learned from my mistakes."
"What about me?" Paula pouted. "Will I share a similar fate?"
"Naturally. You were a failure to me. I had initially thought you could succeed Sheila Davenport. I wanted to turn you into a superior version of her." He shook his head. "I don't know what I was thinking. You disappointed me from the start. You're much too sensitive a creature. Besides, you could never step into her shoes. You haven't the skill, nor personality." Sam's gaze drifted to Sheila. "Why attempt reproduction when the original can be uncovered?"
A tear spilled down Paula's cheek.
"Your emotions are showing," he gently teased. "See. You have no toleration for this kind of business. You're better off finding a decent young man and slipping into blissful domesticity. Our way of life-mine and Sheila's-contradicts those values."
"You will deliver them from your control?" Sheila confirmed.
"I give you my word."
She grimaced. "Your word has many connotations."
"You'll have to trust me, babe." He slipped his medallion over his head. "I guess you have no other recourse. I've limited your options."
Sheila sighed. "Very well. Get on with it. Do with me what you must, but remember to honor your promise."
"I don't need anyone else but you, babe." He directed his sycophants. "Hold her arms. I want to make certain she doesn't shun the medallion."
Sheila was unhappy about being checked by her naked half-sister and female lover, but as Sam arrogantly declared, she had no alternative. Shorn of sympathy, they gripped her arms. Neither seemed disappointed about their imminent dismissal. They obeyed Sam's orders without reproach.
"I'm sorry he manipulated you," Sheila whispered to Linda.
Linda apathetically refrained from comment.
Her gaze was leveled at the medallion.
Paula was equally enthralled. Sam's gold St. Christopher's medal sustained her fascination.
"Feast your eyes on it, babe," he instructed. "Let it transport you to my world, where you belong."
Sheila submitted to his request. Her pupils lounged upon the shimmering emblem on his hairy chest.
"Pay homage to its magnificence," he ordered. "My medallion is superior to your pendant, its power unparalleled. You will gladly forfeit your will to me. It's your destiny, babe."
Sam watched as Sheila began to swoon. Her eyes widened, her lips glistened, her breathing retarded. Paula delivered her naked. He gazed hungrily at those perfect nipples, that superb body. Sheila was remarkable, one of a kind. His elaborate plan was nearly brought to completion. He reinstituted her into his commission.
"Release her," he bid his luscious bootlickers. "She no longer needs to be physically manacled."
Linda and Paula's hands dropped to their sides.
"Welcome back," he said, maintaining his distance. "Again, you're mine. Doesn't it feel wonderful to pledge me your soul?"
Sheila robotically nodded.
"You will never leave me again, is that understood? Defiance will be outlawed. I am your universe-your reason for existence. You no longer have a half-sister, nor any other relation. Dissolve every memory of those you once held dear. I am the most important person in your life, your master. You will never dream of escaping me. We will be as we were once before-partners in crime."
Sheila's unchangeable expression afforded him comfort. Her vacant stare underscored his belief she was utterly at his command.
He went on. "I want to be your lover as well, but I leave that to your election. I have never forced you to pleasure me in the past, nor will I make that a future condition. You are free to lust for other men, or women, should you prefer. I only insist upon your staunch loyalty, your undivided allegiance."
Sheila remained absolutely still, digesting his hypnotic discourse.
"Upon awakening, you must never question my logic-even if it goes against your scruples. Nod if you accept these terms."
Sheila hollowly consented.
Kneeling before her, Sam woke her with his tongue. He lavishly slurped her pussy, savoring its familiar tang.
Sheila swallowed roughly, then blinked. "Ohhhhhh. Ohhhhhh."
Sam delved into her snatch, licking the honey from her thick flaps. "Mmmmmmm. You were always a treat. I've never enjoyed eating another cunt as much as yours."
Sheila's knees buckled. Sam reached into her pussy, provoking its flow of juice. She leaked in his mouth, letting her sugary trickle fall onto his extended tip. "Yeah. Lick me. Suck my clit."
Sam happily obliged. Fastening his mouth to that damp flesh, he concentrated on her erect button. A fierce suck was vented. Mmmmmm. She moved her hips, aligning herself to his furious tongue. Those big tits shifted as she rocked to his face. Her delighted squeal reverberated.
Everything reverted to the way he remembered it. Sheila's breathless enthusiasm brightened his spirit. Yes, her love was all he yearned. The others couldn't compete with that luscious profile, that complex personality. Sheila was a source of endless fascination. He could never tire of her, no matter how long they were together.
Linda, titillated by Sheila's moans, was propelled into action. Lowering her mouth to Sam's stiff cock, she received the benefit of his excitement. Her lips scaled that monster, from the immense knob to the pulsing stem. She was in ecstasy, sucking it. Sam left her in a state of constant arousal. Upon seeing him, the need to take pleasure ruled her body. Mmmmmm. She took the most intimate part of him down her throat. His dark pubes brushed her rippling lips. She massaged his balls with her bottom lip, purring.
Paula's lust had been identically kindled. Linda's slender form sexually appealed to her. She separated those long, sleek legs with her hands to get at that juicy snatch. Paula inhaled Linda's scent. Oh, yeah. The woman gave her an enormous appetite. Pinning back those moist cunt lips with her thumbs, she dove into its hot center.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh," Linda moaned from her spiraling entrance. That anxious tongue sank into her nectar-rich crevice.
Paula repeatedly speared that spicy muff. Each stab unleashed a sizzling cry. She reached as deeply as possible into that sweet cavern, extracting its plentiful supply of honey.
Sam suppressed his grin. He was pleased that the women celebrated his happiness. His slaves commemorated the event by conducting an orgy. Their liberation from him should end in orgasm. He loved the idea of making each of them cum as his parting gift. Their pussies would be left smiling when he spun them from his control.
Sheila oozed into his suctioning mouth. He scrapped all versions of a plan and voted for spontaneity. Allowing their individual creativity was a more satisfying substitution. They would change partners at will.
Sheila cupped Sam's head, then swiveled her hips. She smeared his cheeks, nose and chin with her sweet drippings. Her abandoned wail was music to his ears.
"Suck me," she whimpered, pressing her cunt to his mouth. "Suck me, baby. Ohhhhhhhh. Use that tongue. Yeah. Fuck me with your tongue. Go as deep as you can. Bury that tongue in my snatch."
Sam complied. Fashioning his tip to a point, he drove into her pussy.
"Oh, God." Sheila's mouth resembled a jittery circle. "Ohhhhhh. Don't stop."
"Mmmmm," Sam growled, drilling into her hot squish.
Cradling those butt cheeks, he dragged her tightly to his face and subjected her to nonstop thrusting. Sheila bucked in his grip, yet returned for more penetrating strokes. Her shivering thighs framed his face.
"Ohhhhh," Sheila gasped while getting fucked by that tongue.
Sam drank her outpouring saccharine. Those drops of flavor-rich dew dissolved on his tongue. He continued his search for more with an impatient wriggle. "Mmmmm."
Sam groaned as Linda's mouth covered his throbbing cock. She sucked him to the root, using her tongue to caress and stimulate. He leaned into that hot vacuum, surrendering to the joy it provided.
"Yeah," he muttered, pumping her secured lips. "Yeah. I'm going to fuck your face, baby. I'm going to put my whole cock down your throat."
Linda moaned as he lowered himself to that delirious point. His balls slapped her chin. Back and forth he jerked until she was giddy from lack of oxygen. When her muscles went slack, he disengaged himself. His cock dribbled with her bubbly saliva.
"Ohhhhhh," Linda wept, having succumbed to Paula's oral assault.
He observed Paula's feast. She ate hungrily of Linda's cunt, her head bobbing frantically. He could hear her swallowing the juice she sucked from those aggravated pink folds.
"Mmmmm," came Paula's muffled cry.
Sam focused on Sheila's clit. His tip rubbed that swollen button beyond her frenzied cry. Its wild pulsations turned him on. His ceaseless lapping brought her to that precipitous edge.
"Don't stop," she pleaded. "Please-don't stop!"
Sam was going to do nothing of the sort. He sought her screaming orgasm.
Sheila's head languished from side to side until her features were misshapen. "Yes! Ohhhhhh. I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"
He held fast to her seizure-ridden body. Her fierce contractions almost set him off. He fought off the impulse to shoot in Linda's mouth. Her fierce suction nearly facilitated his climax, but Sam's wish to save that hot cream for Sheila overrode the urge.
"Oh, Sam!" Sheila howled, rocking on her heels. "Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhh."
Weak from cumming, Sheila collapsed on one of Sam's chairs. She gasped for air, attempting to catch her breath. Her thoughts were askew.
Sam divided her legs without missing a beat. Snaring her ankles, he dragged them high. Her furry snatch glistened, ready for cock.
"I've got to have some of that right now," he muttered, aiming for that quivering hole. His dick went in nice and slow. "Ahhhhh."
Sheila lifted her legs and draped them over Sam's shoulders. "Yeah. Slide into me, baby. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh. Shove your cock in there."
"Oh, yeah," Sam grunted, immersed in her heat. He reared back, then plunged into that clenching snatch. Relief flooded his senses. His wish to be engulfed in that spongy warmth was granted. "You wanted it just as much, didn't you, baby? You missed my big thing. I can see it on your face-and I can feel how much you love it by your squeeze. Ahhhhhhhhhh." He dragged it in and out of that soaked cunt. "Bring that wet pussy to me. Push it to my cock."
Sheila slanted to him, but given her awkward position, she was at a disadvantage. Her failed attempt didn't matter. Sam came at her, fast and hungry. He pumped her open cunt, groaning as it massaged him.
Paula dispatched Linda with her high-speed tongue. She climbed from Linda's shuddering form and glimpsed Sam from the rear. His shaft protruded from Sheila's juicy gash. As he plowed into her, his balls settled over her anus. She heard Sheila pant as he fucked her.
"Oh, yeah," Sheila whimpered as he stuffed her. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh. Fuck me, Sam. Fuck me.
"Here it comes, baby," he grunted. "Front and center. Straight to the core. Ahhhhhhh."
Paula observed his disappearance between those sopping lips. He fucked that hot pussy.
Paula's appetite flared. She crawled behind Sam's flexing buttocks. Sheila's pleasure was highly visible. Sam leisurely pumped her, sliding his dick in and out of her wet pussy. Her cries spurred Paula. Caught up in her feverish wail, Paula dragged her rock-hard nipples down Sam's back and over his buns.
"Uhhhhhhhh," Sam groaned in appreciation.
"How's that, baby?" she murmured. "Do you like when I run my boobs over your ass? Hmmmm?" She drew vivid patterns, eliciting his shudder. "Want more?"
"Yeah," he huskily implored.
"Sure, you do." She bunched them together, then streaked across his sweaty flesh. "Ohhhhh. I'm getting so wet. I keep thinking about your huge cock in my pussy, fucking me. Ohhhhhh. Is that what you want, too? Want to stick your cock in my snatch?"
Sam failed to accept her invitation. He kept slamming into Sheila, escalating her sobs. His big dick stuffed her soaked hole.
Paula was undeterred. She splashed warm saliva over the area where they were linked. Mmmmmmm. She tongued that emerging cock and those unfurled lips. Sam's balls were laced with sweat. He exuded a heavy perspiration while pumping Sheila. Those bodily fluids were swiftly downed. Paula enjoyed their distinct tastes.
"Jesus," Sam grunted. Those ticklish strokes almost set him off. He wasn't certain Sheila was ready to climax. Paula's licks came again, fast and stimulating. Ahhhhhhhhhh. She lashed his cock with prickly spit. When jamming himself, he pushed the surplus bubbly drool in her cunt.
"Ohhhhhh," Sheila whimpered. "Ohhhhhh."
Linda stirred from her post-orgasmic haze. Her eyes fell on Paula's snatch. The overpowering urge to eat cunt possessed her. Splitting those tanned thighs, she steered for the nest of blonde curls with her pointed tongue. Her snake-like tip loosened those wet flaps.
"Ohhhhhh!" Paula exhaled as that curving tip reached into her pussy. "Ohhhhhhhhhh!"
Linda sank into her slimy pulp. Paula's oral adventure spawned a tasty batch. She slurped her outpouring bliss. Mmmmmmmm. Paula's nectar oozed in profusion. The ravishing blonde emitted a palatable juice.
Paula's eyes closed as Linda conquered her with tongue torture. She watched her teeth-clenching revolutions. Ohhhhhhhhhh. Her clit grew commensurately. Linda had her throbbing. Linda's dark mane fell over her lap, then flipped to one shoulder. She observed the descent of that tongue, then experienced its wriggling tour.
Sam glanced at Paula's helpless expression. She slumped to the floor, yielding to Linda's thirst. Witnessing one woman eat another turned him on. He returned to Sheila's flushed expression, her eyes glazed over and lips slanted. Her features became distorted upon his full immersion into that absorbent pussy.
"Yes," she sighed with pleasure when his base ground against her gaping cunt lips.
He smiled. "I'm never letting you go. You're mine forever, babe."
Sheila responded by hugging him tightly to her body. Her pussy sucked him to the root. Her nails grazed into his shoulder. "Yes," she whimpered, humping his embedded cock. "Always. I want always to be with you."
Her torrent of love excited him. Moving his hips, he fucked her with the intent to cum. The light sparked in Sheila's eyes. She, too, was at the brink of orgasm.
"Yeah, babe," he muttered, gasping from those cock-stroking lips. His dick emerged coated with hot, tingling juice. "Yeah. Cum. I want you to cum."
"I am," Sheila squeaked, responding to those hungry thrusts. "Ohhhh. I'm going to cum. Fuck me harder. Jam that big cock. Yeah. Ohhhhh. Oh, yeah." Her chin went up, her emerald-green eyes turning.
Sam exploded at the height of her contractions. Stale air was ejected through clenched teeth. "Uggghhhhhh. Uggghhhhhhh. Uggghhhhh." His eyes became moist and sightless while he spurted into that cunt.
Paula humped Linda's face, pursuing that snapping tongue, until orgasm resulted. "Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhh! Oh, yes!"
Sam passionately kissed Sheila. Love flowed to her from his heart. He could scarcely believe she was his again. "It's always good with you, babe. Not only is the sex great, the aftermath's satisfying."
Sheila returned his intimate contact. Her lips brushed his with lingering warmth. "Mmmmmm."
Eventually, Sam withdrew. "I made a promise I aim to keep. I will free your sister and Paula. Now that I have you, no other woman will do. I'm returning to basics. You and me, Sheila-that's the ticket."
He whirled about. Paula and Linda snuggled after that throat-straining climax. Their limbs entwined, their lips grazing, they struck quite a picture. Sam resisted the temptation to stare. That erotic image was not one he intended to preserve.
"Okay, girls," he said, leveling his medallion. "It's time to hit the road. It was fun while it lasted, but I got what I wanted. I won't be needing either of you."
Linda and Paula lazily regarded his flashing symbol. They gave their preoccupation with embracing each other steeper importance.
Sam would not be disobeyed. He wanted to get on with the ceremony and send them away. An evening alone with Sheila in his bed was exactly his wish. "Look at the medallion, girls. I command you."
Slowly, they complied.
"Give yourself over to it," he implored. "Gaze upon its beauty one last time, before I discharge you from your duties."
Linda and Paula's pupils inflated. Their breathing slowed.
Sam made certain of their trance. He closely examined their immobilized expressions. Neither moved a fraction. "You have outlived your usefulness to me. It is time to discard you. Your wills are no longer encumbered. When I awaken you, those chains will be severed."
Their fixed stare abounded. Linda and Paula were frozen, unblinking.
Sam was about to issue the conclusion of their orders when he noticed a sparkling flicker off to the side. Slowly, he turned and saw a dazzling radiance emanated from Sheila's bosom.
"Sheila?" he echoed.
She refrained from answering. The sparkling gem emitted its luminous glow. Closer she came, angling herself so that Sam received an unobstructed view.
He became instantly paralyzed. His pupils enlarged, his chest stationary.
"You will take your orders from me, Sam Andriola-or whatever name you choose," she said. "Your tyranny has ended. You are my servant."
Sheila consciously avoided his glittering trophy. She'd managed to cloak her mind when gazing at it earlier and pretended to fall under his power. She'd used the same trick Sam had on Paula. He failed to mesmerize her because she made her will untamperable.
"Complete their liberation, then remain still," she instructed. "Do not erase their memories. I want them fully intact."
Sam recited his final statements in a dull monotone. "Awake and cast off the chains with which I shackled you. Your minds and souls are free."
He bent his head to lick their pussies. Linda and Paula arose after several flickers. Sam rested on his haunches, awaiting further direction.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh," Linda moaned, resuming consciousness. She instantly recognized Sheila and her mystical jewel. The look she gave her assured Sheila that Sam's authority had been expunged.
Paula shivered after Sam removed his tongue. She wanted more-but not necessarily from Sam.
Sheila strode to Sam and removed his medallion without gazing at it. Concealed in her grip, she addressed the girls. "Would either of you care to accompany me to the basement so that we can officially hurl this into the furnace?"
"You're going to destroy it?" Linda asked.
Sheila nodded. "I never want him to pose a threat to any of us again."
Paula studied Sam. "For some reason, I'm going to miss him. I think I truly loved him."
"That affection is misguided," Sheila told her. "Sam doesn't deserve it."
"He loved you, though," Linda pointed out. "You were always at the center of his heart."
"Perhaps." The edge of the medallion dug into her palm. "Let's go. I want this behind me-forever."