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Ahriman: The Evolution of a Serial Killer 19

Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Bondage and restriction, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Domination/submission, Extreme, Hardcore, Incest, Male Domination, Slavery, Violence, Virginity, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

“Yes, Father,” she breathed, her eyes wide and on Dasa. He turned his attention to his son. “And you, Karawan? Do you dream of giving or receiving pain?” The boy took a deep breath and tried to turn his head, but Ahriman held him tightly. “I…I am ashamed to say, Father.” “Why? There is nothing shameful about what your body and mind want. Chernobog gives us all our desires, and he knows best. Tell me the truth.” “I wish to be Dasa, Father,” he said, almost to softly to be heard. “You also wish to feel pain?” “Yes, Father.” He released them. “I thought so. Turn around.” They did so, and he saw that their pupils were fully dilated. He glanced down at Aglaeca’s chest and saw her nipples poking through her black turtleneck. Lowering his gaze further, he saw the bulge in Karawan’s slacks, and he grinned. “You are both of age, so I have one last question, my children. Who do you wish was administering this pain? Aglaeca?” She dropped her eyes. “You, Father.” He trailed his hand around her neck again and tugged gently on her hair until she was looking at him. “Do you wish to be my slave, Aglaeca, or just for me to hurt you? Tell me what you wish for.” Gazing into his dark eyes, she breathed, “I do not wish to be your slave, Father, but I do wish for you to hurt me. I wish for you to fuck me like you do Dasa and Giolla.” “Do you?” he asked, his cock twitching. “Do you wish for me to make you bleed? Do you wish for me to mark you as I have the others? Do you wish to feel my cock ... tearing you open?” He tightened his grip in her hair, and she gasped. “Is that what you wish, my daughter?” “Yes, Father, please!” He grinned and released her. “Then be patient, Aglaeca. Wait for me there as you have seen Kaneez do.” Immediately, she clasped her hands behind her back and dropped her gaze. He then turned his attention back to his son. “And you, Karawan? Do you wish for me to hurt you as well?” “No, Father.” “As I thought,” he said softly. “Tell me who, then.” Karawan gulped and said, “Kaneez, Father.” “And what do you wish she would do to you?” “I wish she would whip me and make me bleed, Father. I wish she would fuck me until it hurts.” Ahriman frowned slightly at the thought of his mate fucking anyone else, but then he remembered what Chernobog had said to him the night before. YOUR FAMILY IS MINE, AHRIMAN! YOU WILL GIVE ME THEIR PAIN AND THEIR PLEASURE! YOU WILL DENY ME NONE OF THEM! YOU WILL DENY NONE OF THEM EACH OTHER! He had sworn to himself that none of his children would be subjected to his extreme sexual beliefs until they were old enough to choose for themselves, but once they chose, as these two had, he had no right to keep them from their desires. As he had told Karawan, Chernobog demanded different things from them all, and he would not be the one to hold them back from worshiping their black god in their own way. “Very well,” he said, and he moved to the door. Opening it, he called up the stairs for Kaneez. Within seconds, she ran down the stairs. ...