**Authors note: This is going to be a long chapter cause I wanted to add every ounce of my degeneracy writing this.
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“Y-yes,” she whispered, the word barely escaping her lips as she felt Julian’s hand guide her fingers into a rhythm that had Isabel’s body trembling in pleasure.
Julian’s eyes glowed with satisfaction as he stepped back, taking in the sight before him. A smile spread across his lips as his gaze locked onto Lisa. He reached down and wrapped his hand around his cock, feeling the heat of his own desire. Slowly, he guided the tip toward her lips.
“Open for me, Duchess,” he commanded, his voice a low growl of need.
With a tremble, Lisa did as she was told, her mouth parting to accept him. Julian slid in slowly, savoring the feeling of her soft, warm lips around him. He pushed deeper, his cock meeting the resistance of her teeth before she opened wider, allowing him to slide into the wet heat of her mouth.
“Mmh, yes,” Julian murmured as he began to fuck her mouth with the same rhythm he had used to fuck her pussy. Lisa felt her own desire swell as she took him deeper.
She let her tongue glide along his cock, tasting him as he groaned in approval. The sound of his pleasure sent a wave of heat through her.
The feel of his cock in her mouth was strange, but it didn’t repulse her. Instead, it filled her with a sense of power and control that was as intoxicating as it was terrifying.
Her hands never stopped moving on Isabel, the sight of her daughter’s pleasure added extra layer of excitement and arousal. She could feel the wetness between her own legs.
Isabel watched Julian’s face contort with pleasure as her mother sucked him off. She couldn’t believe this was happening, that her mother was willingly participating in this act of betrayal.
Julian’s hand tightened in Lisa’s hair. His eyes were glazed with lust, his breath coming in ragged pants as he approached his own peak. The sounds of their sucking and moaning filled the room.
Julian grabbed Lisa’s hair, fisting it tightly as he began to fuck her mouth with a ferocity that had her eyes tearing up. The pain and pleasure mixed, creating an intoxicating cocktail that had Lisa’s own arousal spiking.
“Mmmph… ahhhn,” escaped her lips as her body was caught between the slight sting of his grip and the overwhelming arousal pooling in her core.
She felt his cock swell against her tongue, the head brushing against the back of her throat, and she knew he was close.
Isabel’s breath came in pants, her eyes never leaving her mother’s as her fingers slid in and out of her, bringing her closer and closer to the brink of climax.
And then it was upon her, the orgasm crashing over Isabel like a wave, her pussy clenching around Lisa’s invading fingers. She threw her head back, a scream of pleasure tearing from her throat as her body convulsed, her cum spilling onto her mother’s hand.
Lisa felt a strange excitement as Isabel’s fluid coated her hand. Julian pulled out of her mouth.
The silence was deafening as Lisa brought her hand to her mouth, her eyes locked onto her daughter’s as she licked her juices.
Isabel watched, unable to look away as her mother’s tongue tasted her essence. The sight was extremely disturbing yet, erotic.
Julian gripped Lisa’s hair forcing her mouth back onto his cock. Each thrust was brutal and unrelenting, his hips slamming forward as he claimed her throat with raw, dominant power.
Her desperate cries turned rough and breathless. “Ghhkk—ahhh!” Each gag was followed by a low, throaty sound of pleasure that sent shivers through his body.
Drool spilled freely from the corners of her mouth, dripping onto her chest as she struggled to keep up with his ferocious rhythm. Tears streamed down her flushed cheeks, her throat convulsing around him with every deep stroke.
Despite the roughness, her moans only grew louder, more ragged, and filled with twisted ecstasy.
Julian tightened his grip on the back of Lisa’s head, guiding her down as he shoved the full length of his cock deep into her throat. His hips stilled once he was fully buried, holding her in place.
His cock throbbed in her mouth as she struggled to breathe around him.
Her body jerked slightly in response to the intense pressure. Tears welled up in her eyes, streaming down her cheeks, but she didn’t pull away.
Isabel intently watched the degradation of her own mother.
Lisa’s hands shot out, desperately searching for something to steady herself, and she found Julian’s firm thighs. She gripped them, her nails digging into his skin as she fought to regain control, each breath coming in shallow gasps.
Julian smirked enjoying her struggle, and her desperate attempts to please him. Her chest heaved with the effort to breathe, her breasts rising and falling with every shallow gasp for air.
He finally took his cock out of her mouth and she took a deep breath. Her eyes watered, and she coughed, trying to clear her throat.
“Good girl,” he murmured as he stepped back and allowed her to breathe more easily, but did not release his grip completely.
Then with a sudden movement, Julian pulled her head back and slapped her face with his cock. The impact was surprising and Lisa’s eyes went wide, a look of shock and excitement flashing across her face.
Julian’s grin was one of pure sadistic pleasure as he watched the emotions play out on her features. He slapped her again, harder this time, leaving a mark where his cock had struck.
“Ahh!” She gasped, the sound was one of both pain and pleasure. Her eyes never left his as she licked her lips, tasting the saltiness of his cum.
With slow movement, Julian held his cock and dragged it over Lisa’s face.
Isabel watched, her hand frozen on her own pussy, as he drew his cock across Lisa’s eyes, her nose, and finally her mouth. The act was so depraved, so utterly wrong, and yet, it had her own arousal spiking once more.
Lisa’s breathing grew more ragged, her cheeks flushing a deep red as she felt the weight of Julian’s cock against her lips. The salty taste of him remained on her tongue which served as the reminder for her humiliation.
But, she found herself eagerly awaiting his next command.
Julian chuckled at her submissive reaction. He leaned in, the head of his cock hovering just above her mouth. “Open for me,” he said.
Without a word, Lisa parted her lips, displaying her tongue to him. Julian’s grin grew wider as he slapped her tongue with his cock, the impact jolting her.
He slapped her tongue again, harder this time, the smack echoing through the room.
Julian stroked himself slowly, his eyes never leaving Lisa’s as he watched her reactions. Her breath hitched as her eyes widened.
He could see the way she anticipated it, her body still, her face awaiting what he would do next.
With a deep moan, he came, painting her face with thick ropes of cum. It spattered her nose, her cheeks, her eyelids, and even her forehead, a humiliating facial that she took with a strange mix of humiliation and arousal without any resistance.
“Will you let your husband touch you now?” Julian asked with a grin.
Lisa’s chest heaved, her body trembling as the reality of what she had just done settled over. She felt a strange mix of disgust and excitement, her mind racing with the implications of her actions. But even as she lay there, covered in Julian’s cum she couldn’t deny the heat that still pulsed through her.
Julian leaned over her, his cock still hard and glistening with his cum. He traced a circle around her mouth with the tip, the act both tender and degrading.
“Will you let your husband touch you now?” he asked again, his voice low and demanding.
“I…” Lisa began, her voice shaking. Julian’s thumb slid down to her chin, tilting it up so she had to meet his gaze.
“Say it,” he whispered.
Lisa’s heart raced with guilt, pleasure, and a strange sense of belonging that she knew she would never be able to find with her husband again.
The humiliation, the domination, the way Julian commanded her completely—body, mind, and soul—was something she hadn’t known she craved until now. And now that she had tasted it, she knew she was his.
“No,” she managed to choke out, the word a barely audible.
But the truth settled in her chest like a heavy stone, undeniable and suffocating. The shame was there but so was the aching need that he had awakened in her, one only Julian could ever satisfy.
Julian leaned back with a smug smile playing on his lips as he turned to face Isabel.
“See, Isabel,” he said, “Your mother is now mine too.”
