Chapter 24: CH : 22 Lucia and Her Problems
They blocked my Patreon advance chapter (I write it with m so they don't censor it)
I had planned to upload all the sexual fantasy chapters there but I could barely upload 10 chapters before they blocked me.
Apparently I broke several of their policies (which I never read, by the way)
This morning I received a message that said and I quote:
Additionally, as per our guidelines, we have zero tolerance for the glorification of sexual violence, and this includes depictions of sexualized minors, non-consensual sex, incest, and bestiality. This extends to any shota or loli content, as these types of content exclusively reference underage characters.
And my this work had all of them.
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So I deleted all the uploaded chapters and I am waiting for your response.
What things not?
What to do?
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"You know, she was here yesterday," Maria teased, her voice dripping with playful malice, "and I'm quite certain she'll show up again tonight." Her eyes gleamed with mischief as she watched Max's expression carefully.
"Really? I hadn't noticed," Max responded, feigning indifference, though the quickness in his voice betrayed him.
Maria's smile widened into something far more devilish. "Oh, no need to play coy," she purred, her tone light but laced with mockery. "She was here, alright—watching us. Poor thing," she added with a wicked giggle, "Currtens were down. No entertainment for her. What a shame." Her laughter echoed, rich with amusement and just a hint of cruelty, as if savoring some secret Max had yet to grasp.
"Fuck off," Maxwell replied, his own devious smile crossing his lips.
"I'm serious," Maria smiled, quickly deep throating Max's cock.
"So now what?" Max asked, knowing his Maria has often devious, naughty ideas. Taking Max's cock out of her mouth and standing up, Maria smiled,
"I think it is time to have some fun. I don't think without us doing things she would ever make a move, Lucia needs a firm hand," Maria started as Maxwell heard her let out a sigh. "It's not in me to treat her like that."
"Is this a BDSM thing?" Max couldn't help but ask with raised eyebrows.
"All you have to do is be firm with her but not rough, and she will be in your hands,"
The soft yet firm tones in her voice made him very aware of the seriousness of the situation.
It would seem that Lucia was submissive. Something even he wasn't aware of.
"How do you even know that?" Maxwell asked the beauty at his side. Mother of his first child.
"Well let's just have a woman's intuition" Maria replied with a mischievous smile.
"And what was what we just did?" Maxwell joked.
"Oh, tomorrow we get my step daughter on this bed," Maria announced.
"Are you kidding me?" he asked.
"Nope," Maria said, "I finally have someone to share your love with and it is my dearest step daughter exactly where I want her."
"And where is that?" Maxwell asked, finishing putting his cock away.
"Blackmail," Maria smiled.
"You are not saying what I think you are saying," Maxwell questioned, his cock staying hard with just the thought of fucking his young hot step sister."
"Well, you said my step daughters were hot, and how fun it would about fucking me, my daughter, and my sister wives sametime" Maria teased, already visually planning having her step daughter eating her pussy.
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Lucia lay on her bed, her heart racing as she recalled the events of the past few days. It had all started when she had accidentally walked in on her younger sibling in the midst of a passionate encounter. She had been shocked, her eyes widening at the sight of her brother's naked body thrusting rhythmically into her step mother's willing form. They had been so engrossed in their pleasure that they hadn't noticed her presence at first.
She remembered feeling a strange mix of emotions—embarrassment, disgust, festeration, curiosity, fear, and a tingling sensation between her legs that she couldn't quite understand. As her mother's moans filled the room, Lucia had stood there, frozen, unable to look away. She watched as her step mom's breasts bounced with each powerful stroke, her nipples erect and glistening with sweat. Her brother's hands gripped her mother's hips, guiding his shaft deep inside her with animalistic urgency.
Lucia's breath quickened as the memory played in her mind. She had never witnessed such raw, uninhibited sex before. Her own experiences with her body were limited to furtive touches under the covers, exploring her sensitive buds with curious fingers. But seeing her sibling and mother in the throes of passion had awakened something primal within her.
After that night, Lucia found herself unable to get the image of their coupling out of her head. She would lie awake, her fingers wandering between her thighs, imagining what it would feel like to be filled like her mother. Her attempts at self-pleasure, however, always left her frustrated and unfulfilled. No matter how hard she rubbed or how fast she stroked, the release she craved eluded her.
Lucia's index finger immediately spread her honey hole, gently tapping inside the labia.
Although there was a trace of moisture in the labia, this was completely within the normal physiological range.
People's thoughts cannot alter their physiological reactions.
For instance, if an unattractive girl intended to rape you, regardless of your inner resistance or struggle, if she actually removed your pants and started raping you while holding your dick in her mouth and rubbing it back and forth, only one in a thousand men could possibly be able to resist.
It's just the way the human body is designed, and Lucia was no exception to that. But still she couldn't get the relief.
Desperate for relief, Lucia would sneak out of her room, tiptoeing towards her step mother's bedroom, hoping to catch a glimpse of their passionate play. She would stand outside their door, listening for the telltale sounds of their lovemaking, but since she saw them, they weren't doing it, she was met with silence.
On this particular evening, Lucia's need was more intense than ever. She had spent the afternoon trying to satisfy herself, her fingers working tirelessly between her legs. The soft, swollen folds of her pussy were now marked with tiny red bruises from her relentless efforts. And there were teeth marks on her breasts. But still, the sweet release she sought remained just out of reach.
Frustrated and angry, Lucia got up from her bed and stormed towards the kitchen. She grabbed a ceramic jug from the counter, her knuckles turning white as she clutched it tightly. With a cry of frustration, she hurled the jug against the wall, shattering it into countless pieces. The sound of breaking ceramic echoed through the hall, a fitting soundtrack to her tumultuous inner turmoil.
As the adrenaline from her outburst subsided, Lucia felt a familiar ache between her thighs. She knew she had to do something, anything, to find the release her body craved. Her mind flashed back to the previous night when she had stood outside her stem mother's door, longing to witness their passionate union.
Gathering her courage, Lucia took a deep breath and walked towards their room, her heart pounding in her chest. She felt a rush of adrenaline as she imagined what she might see—her Mother's legs spread wide, her brother's muscular body moving in perfect harmony with hers. The thought of witnessing their forbidden act sent a shiver down her spine.
Despite all the fear and disgust her young inexperienced body couldn't handle it anymore. As she reached the room. Lucia's hand trembled as she reached for the doorknob, her breath coming in short gasps. Opening her front door, she instantly heard the moans of pleasure, but this time there was no hiding.
"Hi, daaauuughhhter," Maria called out, through an exaggerated moan. Lucia again froze in her tracks, just like the last time all courage she had built up gone in an instant.
"Mother, what are you doing there," Lucia asked.
"Get your ass in here, Daughter" Maria ordered, her tone changing in a heartbeat. Lucia's face went flush not with embarrassment, but anger at her mother talking to her like that. She turned the corner into the bedroom room with guns blazing.
"Don't you ever talk to me like..." The daughter stopped mid-sentence as she stared at her older step mother, naked, with her legs open and a girl kneeling between them licking away.
"Like what dear? Cat got your tongue?" Maria smiled. Regaining her composure.
The Daughter snapped, "What do you think you are doing, Maria?"
"I am having my cunt licked, my dear daughter. You should try it sometime. It is absolutely divine. Isn't that a word from your generation?" Maria moaned.
"Stop it this second!" Lucia demanded, rage boiling over, even as her own vagina began to get wet. Instead of stopping, Maria grabbed the girl's head between her legs and pulled it deeper inside her cunt. Ignoring her daughter's protest.
"Did you know that we saw it all?" Maria asked her step daughter.
"I don't know what..." The angry daughter began not realizing the true implication of her mother's words.
"Shhh, Lucia. Your Mistress was talking," Maria said smiling.
"Excuse me," Lucia gasped.
"Your Mistress, I own you now my dearest," The mother said rather matter-of-factly.
"Maria this has gone too far," Lucia said, already feeling herself losing the power struggle. Maria ignored her lovely daughter's lame protests.
"Anyway, the point being I clearly saw someone masturbating at my doorsteps last night, Any chance you know who that was, My Lucia?" Maria asked. Lucia's face went from ruby red with anger to pale white instantly.
"That was..." Maria was about to speak and began to tremble.
"There is also one in the room but you already know that after all my pregnancy was announced in front of everyone one ans you already know, who's child it truly is and so does your father, aaaaah," Maria moaned, as she continued the explanation.
"There's another one in the room where you watched, powerless and seething, My lovely son Maxwell fuck me," Maria purred, her tone dripping with wicked satisfaction. "But of course, you already know that, don't you? After all, my pregnancy was announced in front of everyone—no pretense, no disguises."
She leaned in slightly, savoring the moment. "And you're well aware, as is your father, the Duke, whose child I carry. The truth is undeniable."
Her breath hitched, a soft, sultry moan escaping her lips. "Aaaah... sweet, delicious inevitability," she whispered, her voice heavy with both triumph and desire.
"Mother please," the rattled Lucia began.
"Give me a second, daughter. Lisa has me so fucking cloooose," Maria moaned. Lucia had been so thrown by the whole ordeal; she had never really focused on who was between her mother's legs. Looking closer now, she recognized Lisa's red hair.
The domino effect of shocking revelations continued to fall for the bewildered daughter. Lisa was the church choir leader, wife to the Ajax, and the second most influential woman in the church... No matter how she spun it, she couldn't figure out how Lisa could possibly end up between her step mother's legs, Maria seduced the church's woman to present her beloved son and ofcourse oneday to conquer starcity.
"That's it you fucking cunt-licking slut, faster, faster, oh fuck, oh fuck, fuuuuuuck," Maria screamed as she had her intense orgasm cascaded through her. The thrill of knowing her daughter was watching helplessly and of her daughter's inevitable submission, served only to intensify her earth-shaking orgasm. Lucia couldn't believe the words out of her mother's mouth or the fact that she herself felt her panties getting excessively wet. She decided to leave, feeling helpless to stop the dominos. As her daughter turned to leave.
"Don't you dare fucking leave, daughter. We are not done talking." Maria said loudly, Lucia froze, startled by the dominating tone of her mother, so similar to her father's.
"Good Lucia, now turn around like a good girl," Maria purred, as she finally released the head of the MILF between her legs. "Pet Lisa, say hi to my new part time pet."
Lisa looked up from between the older's legs, her face dripping with pussy juice, and looking directly at teenager Lucia, said.
"I'm so sorry, Lucia." Lisa said to Lucia.
"Pet Lisa, is that what I fucking asked you to do?" Maria scolded her pet.
"S-s-sorry Mistress" Lisa stammered as she quickly apologized, an obvious fear in her eyes not wanting to be punished by her powerful Mistress. Lucia stood frozen as she watched such a powerful holy woman's humiliation.
"I am sure you are wondering how Pet Lisa ended up my personal cunt licker," Maria said, before adding, "But this is actually about you, my daughter pet."
"Daughter pet?" Lucia repeated, in a sexual daze.
"Yes, Lucia," the smiling daughter purred, her voice laced with both sweetness and venom. "You will obey me without hesitation, without a single question, or..." She paused, letting the weight of her words sink in, her grin widening with malicious delight.
"I, along with my beloved pet, will pay a little visit to the church," she continued, her tone dripping with mock innocence. "And I'm sure you can vividly imagine how that would end."
Her eyes gleamed with dark amusement as she leaned closer, the threat hanging in the air like a dagger poised to strike. "Shall we test your faith?"
"You wouldn't." Lucia responded.
"Would I slut Lisa?" Maria asked, looking down at her MILF pet.
"Yes, Mistress, you would," the church choir leader nodded.
"You see, Lucia," Maria began, her voice as smooth as silk but laced with menace, "there are so many things I've learned from Maxwell that words can barely do justice to them. But let me give you a small, enlightening example." She leaned forward slightly, her eyes gleaming with dark amusement. "Did you know that if the church repeats a lie enough times, it becomes the gospel truth to the common folk? These fools believe whatever they're told—obedient sheep. I've witnessed it firsthand."
Her smile deepened, predatory and confident. "I'm a lot like Maxwell in that way," she continued, casting a glance back at Lisa, who lay trembling beneath her gaze. "I thrive on control. I savor it. Being in charge isn't just a preference—it's a necessity." Her voice softened into a purr, but the threat lingered, sharp and undeniable. "And the best part? It's so easy to bend others to your will when you understand the game.".."Clean up my cunt, pet Lisa."
"Yes, Mistress," Lisa replied, returning to her submissive position between the thick thighs.
"You see daughter; there are two types of people. People like Maxwell and I, who are dominant personalities and people like Pet Lisa and you who have submissive personalities," the powerful woman explained. Lucia finally spoke.
"Maria this is wrong."
"But it feels soooooo right," the mother purred. "Now up in your room. You will wear exactly what I laid out for you. Any disobedience and this all goes public."
"Please Mother," Lucia pleaded.
"What do you want to replace Pet Lisa now?" Maria asked, smiling.
"What? No, that is incest," Lucia gasped.
"Yes it is," Maria purred, "Is your pink cunt wet now? I bet it is."
Lucia's face went red as she couldn't deny just how wet she was.
"I thought so," Maria smiled. "Now go get dressed, Daughter. My friend has me pretty revved up again." Having permission to leave, Lucia quickly dashed out of the bedroom and to her bedroom. Her door closed, the tears began to flow. 'What had just happened? How did Lisa end up being her Step Mother's pet? Why was her pussy so damn wet?' Lucia had never even considered another woman sexually and yet now she couldn't get her own mother out of her head.
Lucia's eyes still watery, she glanced over to her bed. Curious what her mother expected her to wear, she walked over. The dress was one she seldom wore, a red number usually worn at weddings. It was her most provocative dress, but nothing that was inappropriate. Beside the dress, was a pair of beige pantyhose still in the package, also nothing out of the ordinary as she always wore pantyhose. The panties and bra too were her usual ones...no frills. She then grabbed the little box. Opening it she pulled out an egg shaped object. As she held it in her hand she tried to figure out what her mother was startled by the voice of her old friend."It's a pussy plug."
Lucia turned around and asked "A what?"
"A pussy plug. It is supposed to go in your vagina," Lisa explained.
"Oh," Lucia said, even though she couldn't fathom why anyone would want to put such a thing inside their vagina. Lisa walked over to the bed.
Lisa taking the egg from Lucia's hand and said "I am so sorry, Lucia,"
"How do you become my step mother's pet?" Lucia asked, needing to know.
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