Eros Extended Ch. 29

Jack moved the chair around with one hand while leading Miriam with the other. She never stood, instead shuffling obediently on her knees behind him. Her glare held, though. He sat down in the chair, putting his cock once more within reach. She grasped him immediately and tried to pull him to her mouth, but Jack slapped her hands away.

"You wait for orders."

"You gave me orders, and I want to follow them," she said in frustration.

"Well, now I have new orders for you." Jack lifted his cock to display his huge, hanging balls. They spilled over the edge of the chair and swung, hypnotically before her. Miriam licked her lips. "Suck on my balls."

Staring at the thick underside of his cock and his low-hanging, heavy testicles, Miriam felt sudden hunger for them. Nodding eagerly, she nearly leapt forward to take one testicle into her mouth while reverently cupping the other.

While Miriam focused on his cock, Jack turned his attention to Ambrosine and Miranda, who were still busy on the desk. They were kissing and grinding against one another. Ambrosine had two fingers buried knuckle deep into Miranda hungry snatch. Jack reached one hand out to them. "Not to interrupt, but could I bother you sluts for a minute? I think it's time that I finally fucked her."

They nodded and joined him eagerly. Miriam, who was still between his legs, was then flanked by the two women. Hearing his words had brought some sense back to her, but not enough to end her urges. Two more pairs and of hands joined her, and still there was cock left to marvel at.

They sucked and toyed with him momentarily until Jack pulled Miranda up. She rose gracefully and stood beside him, awaiting his command. He took her by the waist and, using his god given strength, lifted her easily. He placed her on his lap, with his cock sticking out between her legs.

"I plan on fucking her. First, though, let's give her an example." he said while lining Miranda up.

Miriam and Ambrosine stared up and watched Jack lift Miranda again. She reached down between her legs, took his enormous, steel-hard shaft, and angled it toward her hungry pussy. Looking down, she saw the looks of lust written on the spectator's faces, and knew that they were just as eager for him to fuck her as she was.

"Are you ready to show Miriam how to fuck?"

She smiled down at Miriam, who was still busy sucking on his testicles, and said, "Yes, my lord, show her how good you are!"

"Gladly," Jack said, and he slipped into Miranda's tiny little love channel. She was still incredibly tight, but she was adjusting. Ultimately, her tiny body would never be able to accommodate much due to his size, but thanks to his glamour she felt nothing but pleasure while being stretched around him.

Willingly, she put her tiny feet on his legs and started bouncing on his shaft. She rammed herself up and down his hardened cock, taking him as hard and deep as she could each time. In the process she felt nothing but rapture. Pain was earthly, and Jack was transcendent.

While Miranda rode him Ambrosine and Miriam kept busy. Ambrosine stroked the exposed part of his shaft, which was the bulk of it, and Miriam continued sucking his balls. Juices ran down from Miranda's hungry pussy, lubing up Ambrosine's hand and collecting on Miriam's face.

All three women did their best to pleasure him, and in return he took Miranda by her midsection and started yanking her up and down his cock. Immediately, she came. Beneath them the chair creaked and groaned.

"Fuck her, master, fuck my beautiful little slut. Use her to show Miriam how good your huge cock feels. Show her how you will use her. Most of all, fuck that pretty little slut senseless," Ambrosine sang.

Jack kept at it, fucking Miranda through four orgasms before setting her aside. His exposed cock was huge, gleaming, and swollen red. Staring up at it from her vantage point on the floor Miriam was terrified, but the danger his size posed also thrilled her.

Jack stood from the chair and pulled Ambrosine along with him. He shoved her against the nearby dress and started fucking her deeply. Ambrosine winced momentarily out of surprise and then rolled her hips expertly to meet him. He leaned into her, cupping her breasts from behind, and spoke into her ear.

"Ambrosine, when I'm done with you I'm going to take your roommate. Then, I will own this room, and I'll be able to come and visit you whenever I like. There will be no reason for restraint or charade. We can be open and honest about our relationship and let the world know that you are my slut and my girlfriend at once."

Ambrosine, high on him, could hardly manage to speak but offered a breathless, "Yes, master." His thrusts rocked her to the core, and all eyes were on them. Miranda, still in a sexual daze, marveled at how small Ambrosine looked in his arms. Miriam, on the other hand, was just awed by how much cock Ambrosine could take.

Jack's movements were harder and rougher with Ambrosine. He was losing control of himself and could feel his lust and glamour in the air. His climax was coming, but he wasn't ready to stop. He looked back at Miriam, who was starry-eyed and almost in love by that point.

"Come to me, my newest slut, come and accept your baptism," he said.

Instinctively, Miriam knew what that meant and shuffled over to his side. She kneeled beside him and stared in wide-eyed lust as Jack pulled free from Ambrosine and stroke his cock in her face. The red crown was only inches away, gleaming deliciously. She opened her mouth, hungry for him, and caught the first wad purely by accident.

Miriam barely had time to close her eyes before the rest rained down on her. Jack came like a shot gun blast. It went everywhere, covering her entire face, her chest, and the area behind her. Her hair, her breasts, and nearly her entire body were covered in sperm after only two blasts, and Jack wasn't close to being done. Miriam, while inexperienced, knew how special Jack was then. He was no normal man; he was a god.

As he came Miriam felt a strange, new sensation take her. Pleasure surged through her spine and spread through the rest of her. She went tense and swallowed Jack's hot cum, and the pleasure went wild, writhing within her. She nearly doubled over as her entire body shook in rapture.

When she recovered she was breathless, weak, and absolutely drenched. She looked blankly up at Jack, feeling empty and ready to be filled by him. Hollow, she gave him a small, lazy smile.

He lowered his cock to her, and without a word she took him into her mouth. She sucked up the rest of his cum and ate it gratefully. Then she sucked and stroked him until he grew hard again, because she knew the only thing that could satisfy her after that was another orgasm.

Holding his enormous cock in her hands, she pulled her mouth free and looked up at him. "Jack...I...I'm a virgin."

"I know," he said.

"Fix me."

Jack smiled. "Lay back and spread your legs."

She nodded.

As instructed, Miriam lied back on the floor with her legs spread. Her pussy glistened and juices ran down her ass. Jack lowered himself into position to where his crown pressed against the vulva. She stared at it in fearful awe. It looked so large by comparison to her. She wondered if it would fit.

"Are you sure you're ready for this?"

She stared down at his cock, which waited for penetration. Despite its size she thought it was beautiful, and she wanted it inside of her. She wanted to feel him reshaping her and rewriting her. More than anything, Miriam wanted to be his slut.

She nodded resolutely to him. "Yes, master, make me your slut."

He grinned playfully. "If you insist," he said, and he slowly eased into her. She stretched around his girth. He felt mild resistance early on, and then it gave and he slid deeper. Jack kept going until eight inches found home inside of her.

Miriam felt something strain and tear inside of her. It wasn't a physical tear, but a mental one. The old, withdrawn Miriam faded away, and a new one took her place. As this happened she fell out of reality and became despondent as Jack fucked her. She stared blankly up at the ceiling while her body struggled to process everything going on.

Pleasure swirled around inside of her, mingling with intense pain. Jack fucked her slowly, giving her time to adjust, to change for him, and in time she came back to the world and warm sensations pulsed through her.

She found herself on her back. Jack was still above her, pounding like a piston, and she was meeting his thrusts. It was all overwhelming. Her stomach burned as she writhed against him, because she wanted him in, deeper still, reshaping her.

Miranda and Ambrosine were scissoring and watching them. Through her passionate grunts, Miranda asked her mistress, "She looks different, doesn't she? Do you see it?"

Ambrosine ignored her own pleasure and looked more closely. She scrutinized Miriam, who now had more life in her eyes. She moved differently, with need. It wasn't like she had just been converted, but that Miriam had been a slut all along.

"I can see it."

"I think it's in her eyes," Miranda said. "She's become his slut now. She truly understands what he is, and what she is."

"Of course she has become his slut. Who wouldn't," Ambrosine asked, and then she came as her clit ground against Miranda. Pleasure seeped into them and oozed off of Jack. Everyone in the room, Miranda and Ambrosine included, worshipped him. By having sex they were giving him their praise.

Hearing Ambrosine's words, Jack looked down into Miriam's frosty blue eyes to see her light. It was burning pink, a brilliant, swirling sphere of light. Lust had eaten away her will power and replaced it with love.

"Miriam, are you my slut yet? Am I your god? Am I perfect and beautiful? Tell me what you think of me now that I'm fucking you?" As he asked Jack buried himself eight inches deep and sent a powerful orgasm rolling through her. She clawed at the ground desperately as she wailed in pleasure.

"Yes, Jack, yes! You are all of those things to me. You are my god! You are perfect! You are everything and more!" As the pleasure subsided she rolled her hips into him, flexing her stomach with growing skill. "You are beauty and perfection, and you are love and lust! You are...everything that I want, all that I want. I am reborn for you, Jack. I am now a slut, a wanton, a slave...." She looked him in the eye and said, "You have corrupted me, Jack...After all of this time I am truly yours!"

"Then let me reward you," Jack said, and he pumped into her one last time. Clinching and holding her tight by her firm ass, he pulsed and came in her while shouting, "Know true pleasure, the pleasure that only I can give you, and become my slut!"

Thick spurts of cum flooded her tiny pussy. Each powerful surge from his cock sent greater pleasure through her body and through the room. All three women came from the sheer presence and power of Jack's raw sexuality.

Miriam, linked with Jack both physically and mentally in that moment, rocked deliriously against him. She had powerful convulsions and squeezed his cock tightly with her pussy, sucking more and more cum into her. Finally, after third straight orgasm her mind collapsed into a brilliant explosion of color.

Waves of pleasure washed over her. She fell through the light, into a bottomless void. Everything felt warm and slick. Her entire body tingled, from the tip of her toes to the top of her head, and for the first time in her life she felt happy. Floating in this endless ocean of joy she found only one thought on her mind: Jack. His pleasures were her pleasures, his goals were her goals, and his will, her will.

She fell into the light and then away from the light. Darkness, hot and damp, surrounded her on all sides. It filled her lungs and her head. Golden chains appeared, coiling around her wrists and neck, and they burned their away into her flesh.

When she woke she was being held by Miranda. Jack was sitting in a chair nearby. He was still naked and perfect, and his cock was still huge, though now it was limp and gleaming. The first thing Miriam did upon waking was stare at it in a strange mixture of awe and resentment.

"You're finally awake," Ambrosine said. She was sitting at Jack's feet with her head resting on his thigh. From the flush on her cheeks Miriam could tell how horny she was, and she knew from experience that being so close to Jack's musky crotch didn't help. "You did well. Jack hasn't come that hard in a while," she said calmly.

"She did more than well. I knew she would be worth the wait," he said, and he smiled. That smile sent a flutter through Miriam, rushing from her heart to her pussy. She felt proud for having pleased him. Normally, she wasn't one to care what others thought, but Jack would be her one and only exception. "We're not done yet, though," he said suddenly.

Miriam sat up slowly. Her entire body felt like lead, but she was ready to serve.

"From this day forward you are my slut, Miriam."

"Yes, I am," she said firmly, with absolute conviction.

"Then let's make it official." Jack stood up and then over her. He took her by the back of the head and pulled her into his sweaty, musky cock. "Tell me that you are mine and that you live for me."

She smelled his cock, and with all the passion in her veins said, "I'm yours, and I live for you."

Jack glanced at Ambrosine, who seemed impressed with his achievement. "Good, then clean my cock."

"Yes, sir," she said, and she went to cleaning his cock. She showed uncharacteristic interest and care in her movement, cleaning him thoroughly and lovingly. Even in her fatigue she spared no effort and did her best to please him in all things she did.

"Miranda, once Miriam is done cleaning my cock I want you to take her to the bathroom and clean her up. Trim her pussy, but don't shave it all off. She looks good with a little hair down there," Jack said, and then he looked back down at Miriam, who was staring up at him while sucking his cock clean. "Listen to what Miranda has to say. You won't find many of my sluts more loyal than her."

"Thank you, master," Miranda said from behind him.

"You're quite welcome," Jack said, and he pulled his cock free. "That's enough, now go get cleaned up." Miriam nodded and slipped on a robe. She and Miranda left as Jack pulled Ambrosine up and gave her a big, deep kiss.

"You've done well, master. As your slut I am awe, and as your girlfriend I am very proud of you."

Jack kissed her again before he said, "Well, get used to that feeling, because this is just the beginning!"

Before fucking Miriam, Jack led his angels down the halls and dropped them off one-by-one. First stop was on the same floor as Ambrosine and Miranda. It was the room of Samantha Cup and Candace Kane. Jack unlocked the door and smiled at Jordon, whose pants were already eagerly bulging.

"Here is your stop, Jordon, make me proud."

"I will, master," Jordon said, and he watched the others go. Before entering he took a moment to compose himself. "Now is my time to prove myself, and I will. Today, I will give you another slut." Jordon looked down at the swell of crotch. "I will not fail you, master. In your name, I devote this conquest!"

He then opened the door and stepped into the darkened room. He wasn't in there long enough to close the door before the desk light kicked on, illuminating the face of a petite yet athletically built blonde girl with terrified blue eyes.

That was Candace.

Samantha, already one of Jack's sluts, was equally frightened, but was also irresistibly drawn to their strange intruder. Before recognizing who he was she felt a familiar energy call out to her and a hint of arousal from within. Within him she felt her master.

Jordon stood imposingly before the door with his arms crossed over his muscular chest. He looked between the two women, comparing their physiques. Candace was a little blonde cutie. Slender yet toned, Jordon knew that once he got his cock in her, she could go forever, and he suspected her pussy would be so tight that it would suffocate his divine endowments.

Samantha, her roommate, was equally attractive but more curvaceous. Her pale skin, curly dark hair, and bright blue eyes all drew attention. The night gown she wore accentuated the natural form of her already sizable breasts, and he could see her red nipple hardening in reaction to his presence.

A small piece of Jack lingered in the room. Samantha reeked of his lust, and so Candace was already exposed to his presence. She would still prove a challenge, but Jordon had an in, which gave him the advantage.

"Hello, ladies, I'm sure you both recognize me."

"Aren't you the dorm director," Samantha asked. She had a lustful curiosity in her. She wanted to know who the mysterious man was and why he reminded her of Jack. More than that, she wanted to fuck him.

"I am indeed."

"What are you doing down here at..." Candace looked at her alarm clock and balked. "Oh my God! Seriously, what are you doing down here so late?" She looked at Jordon in a mixture of fear and rage. "Listen, you may be the dorm director, but I don't feel comfortable with you in my room uninvited. If you need something from us step out into the commons, and we'll dress and meet you out there."

Jordon looked her in the eyes and read her instantly. She was anxious, afraid that he would over power her, and despite that she was aroused. While Jack's influence over her was weak, it was still there, and just as Samantha could feel the presence of a god within Jordon, so could Candace.

"I understand that you might be uncomfortable, and I promise I'm not here to bother you, but I can't leave. Not yet, not until I get what I want, so if you'll just calm down and listen closely everything will be okay."

"Or I could just break your nose," Candace said, and she leapt from the bed and charged Jordon. She was small and fast, and Jordon respected her spirit. When she was close enough she threw a balled fist at him, but he dodged easily and hooked his arm around her stomach, knocking the wind from her. She coughed and doubled over in his grasp.

Jordon adjusted his grip to hold her by the neck. She struggled against him, yanking at his arm, but she couldn't get free. "Let go of me! Let go of me, you bastard! I swear, I'll snap your neck, I..." The more she struggled the tighter he held her, and soon she started to cry desperately. She looked to Samantha, who watched in shock. "Sam, please, help...Get a chair or something and..."

Samantha did nothing of the sort. Instead, she sat still, a deer in the headlights, until Jordon called to her. "Samantha, why don't you come over and pull my cock out for me? Then you can suck me hard while your roommate and I have a nice chat."

Samantha was in awe of this man. His muscular physique and confidence would have attracted her, but there was more to it. She felt a spark of her master existed inside of him, and she couldn't bring herself to disobey. So she stood, and she joined them, and she obediently took out his big, dark cock and started slurping on it.

Candace was at a loss for words. When Samantha pulled the man's cock out Candace could smell something strange. It reminded her of that boy, Jack, and it recalled feelings of arousal and attraction. Fearing for what would come, Candace began to whimper. "Sammy, please, stop..."

On her knees with a mouthful of cock, Samantha could only barely hear her roommate's pleas. She was more interested in Jordon's big, divine cock, which tasted a bit like her master's. While it wasn't the same, it eased her seemingly endless hunger for sex and cum, and she found herself smiling around his smaller but still impressive cock.

While Samantha sucked Jordon lifted Candace up a bit. Her will to struggle was fading, as she only gave an obligatory jerk or twist periodically, and that was mostly for show. Still holding her by the neck, he lifted her up to whisper in her ear.