Caution: Sexual Indulgence
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"Can I trust you Zeke?"
These words fell like a grave omen upon Zeke who immediately stood in place waiting for the grim revelation.
"...to manage things here till I'm back. Do you have anything else you would like to do?"
Zeke rolled his eyes and mocked himself for almost losing his fuse.
"Mister Rothschild. We're partners whatever you can't cover, I will. Just have fun and enjoy yourself. Also make sure to invite Miss Arman, she could really be an asset in coming days."
He reassured Ives.
"Okay, thank you. Have a nice night." Ives sent him off with these greeting.
Zeke left with the same calm relaxed smile on his face. Unbeknownst to him, he had lost control a long while ago.
Aldire's revelation was still alive in his mind influencing every little action he took, knowing that his mother was potentially a block away and yet she was being kept from him by the organisation he was supposed to remain loyal to gave him an irk he couldn't shake off.
"Are you enjoying the book?" Isolde, his pet could sense the inner turmoil raging within. Afterall from the way he sat their hearts literally overlapped with eachother.
"I can't say yet. This is my first time reading a mythology, I hope I can appreciate it the way you do." Ives said his honest opinion. He genuinely enjoyed spending time with Isolde, something about her healed him.
"Okay. You can carry it with you." Her words contained an air of mystery in them.
"Won't you come?" Ives questioned, worried that she would feel discarded.
"I need to prepare something, you'll have to make due without me for a bit."
Ives' felt the hum of his phone, a text from Selene entered. Ives read it alongside Isolde.
Hello Handsome. Are you up?
Yes.
Ives replied.
I miss you.
Selene sent back.
I miss you more than you know.
Ives made his own reply far more gratuitous, he imagined the swooning she must be doing reading this.
Ah… How sweet. Dear, Do I mean that much to you?
Her saying this pulled on a string in his heart, he imagined the horrors she had to face due to the order's manipulation, both in previous timelines and this one. The very idea of this caused him fear and anger.
You mean everything.
Selene's next reply took a minute.
Why did you become so romantic?
I can't tell you.
Okay. What are you doing now?
Reading with Isolde.
Can I say hi?
Ives handed the phone to Isolde who joined the conversation.
Good evening Miss Arman.
Hello Dear. Sorry if I am bothering you both.
It's okay, you're his girlfriend.
So are you.
No. I'm his pet.
Selene left a question mark and an exclamation emoji.
Hmmm… What an interesting relationship to have. Does he treat you well as his pet?
More than you know.
Tell Ives, I would like to be his pet too. When can I try out?
Ives wants to go on a vacation. Would you like to join him, I won't be there with him.
Why?
I need to do something with my grandfather.
Fine. Tell Ives that Edleweld is nice, south of Albion. I have a holiday home there.
That's amazing thanks.
I want to meet you, Isolde. Please make time for it.
Okay. I will get him ready for you.
Any tips on being a good pet.
Play with him.
Ives watched the two women plan his life over text messages, normally he expected at least some tension between the both of them but this was simply miraculous. Ives smiled on the inside, to have two gorgeous lovers willing to be with eachother was more than a blessing. His life felt surreal, like engineered perfection.
He remembered the lot he won on THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE.
INSTANT BILLIONAIRE FANTASY.
There was a single day he didn't imagine that there was more to those words than him simply becoming a billionaire overnight.
Beelzebub had already made it clear that the app was a form of lottery that the order owned and used to access viable candidates.
'What if this life is just a fantasy. And if the order so wishes they can end it at a moment's notice.' Ives pondered to himself.
But what if there was more to this, what if he was just the current winner in this loop. The next one might have a completely different winner that wouldn't be him. Then what fate would the him of that world face.
'How long does each game last? How long do I have?'
Ives wondered to himself if he was even a true member of the order or just another interesting study for them. He could be their entertainment and not even know it and that would mean everything he had ever encountered or put forward was all to facilitate this narrative.
He watched Isolde end the conversation and drop the phone on the table in front of them.
She shut the book and saddled him like a ride, she pulled him into a kiss.
Their lips rubbed against eachother, their mouths opened and closed, churning up saliva and releasing it into the mouth of the other.
Isolde grinded her body against his, pouring out all her passion on him.
They both sat there, engaging each other in a passionate kissing session till their lips were sore and their bodies throbbing.
Isolde's nipples peeked from her shirt, the pointed tips visible while Ives' cock held up his pants in a lustful tent.
"I'll miss my puppy." Ives said to Isolde.
"Your puppy is always here." Isolde soothed him.
Isolde began licking his face with her tongue in a show of canine affection. She licked his face, his cheeks and soon the sides of his neck.
The wet mass rubbing against his skin made Ives more aroused than he knew what to deal with.
His hands reached around her waist and masssaged her soft ass which rose and fell in repeated succession.
Sensing his growing lust, Isolde knew that he was ready to mate with her but rather than humor him, she ended their tryst.
"Let's go to bed, Master." Isolde whispered into his ear before rising up from his laps.
Ives was surprised that they couldn't continue but didn't want to seem needy.
"When you return, we'll continue."
She planned to leave him desiring her so that their reunion would be even more sensational.
Isolde held out her hand to him, calling him to follow her guide. He took it and they both entered his room and laid side by side. Isolde wrapped her arms around Ives in a protective cushion, Ives didn't try to impose and let her.
He liked being in her care.
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Selene read the last bit of her messages with Isolde with a curious smile.
Just play with him.
So simple.
Yes. He likes to play.
Okay.
I need to go.
Good Night Dear. I Love you both.
We Love you too.
Selene sighed dreamily before turning to say,
"Girls. Make sure not to miss anything."
Selene instructed a naked Rhea and Catley who were busy eating out her ass.
The smile on Selene's face from watching this was haughty and warm at the same time. Her body rocked forward and back gently, gently smashing her wet bubble ass against the women's faces. They splurred like ravenous beasts with a dull look that showed they were in some sort of trance. Selene moaned under her breath as she enjoyed the raw rhythm.
Another text entered her phone from Isolde, she quickly read through it.
Don't tell Ives no matter what.
Okay. She replied.
If anything happens and no one hears from me again. Please keep Ives safe.
Selene's eyes narrowed, she didn't bother to ask questions she wouldn't get an answer to so she gave her word.
I promise Dear.
Ives' phone went offline.
The door opened, Silva entered and watched the scene with horror. Selene looked at her with a deviant look.
"Mother. This is wrong."
Selene sat up and stroked the heads of Catley and Rhea before commanding with a sweet voice with an unnatural echo.
"Silva. Come to mommy."
She spread her arms and beckoned to Silva who inched back as if she was observing a mad person but then suddenly her eyes dulled and tears fell.
"Mommy. " She called out pathetically and ran to Selene's arms. Selene welcomed her and rubbed her head.
"Be a good girl and join your sister."
Silva obeyed and soon Selene laid waste to their dignity in their perverse display. With the wet tongues beating against her ass, Selene moaned and laughed. In the moment, no one noticed when the lights in the Arman mansion began to spike and surge and Selene's eyes emitted an ominous glow.