I looked at grandma sprawled on the table. "Are you sure you want this choice, grandma?"
Silence.
No response. Not even a whimper. That pissed me off.
"Looks like you really want to roam around showing your old dirty ass to everyone."
I turned away from her. Crossed my arms behind my head. Acted completely disinterested.
Then I felt it.
A hand on my waist.
I turned back. Grandma was reaching for me. Her face streaked with tears. Desperation pouring from every wrinkle.
"No... I don't want that." Her voice cracked.
"Do whatever you want."
I tilted my head.
"Well, that makes it look like I'm forcing you. You don't seem happy about this."
I started to turn away again. "So let's not proceed—"
"Master!"
She understood instantly. "Please... put your cock inside this pig's pussy."
She leaned back on the table. Spread her legs. Showed me her wrinkled, waiting entrance.
That welcome was hard to refuse.
I would have humiliated her more. Made her beg longer. Crawl further.
But my resolve wasn't that strong right now.
My beast was hungry.
I jumped onto the dining table like an animal.
THUD.
Grabbed her legs. Dragged her toward me.
Completely unnecessary. I could have just moved closer. But the primal urge demanded dominance.
I leaned over her. Wrapped my arms around her chest. Pulled her close until her back pressed against my torso.
From below, I adjusted my cock. Found her entrance.
And slowly pushed in.
SCHLICK.
Warmth.
That familiar, intoxicating warmth engulfed me again.
My cock moved slowly. Discovering the passage inch by inch. Pushing deeper until I hit resistance.
My limit.
But I could feel it. The tip of my cock just barely touching her cervix.
I smiled.
'Looks like I need to put in extra effort to bang that door.'
Challenge accepted.
My hips moved. With perfection. With the rhythm I had practiced my entire past life while imagining this exact moment.
Back.
Then forward.
THRUST.
Forcing through any resistance. Slamming until I struck her deepest point.
PLAPPP!
The sound echoed through the hall.
But her scream was louder.
"AHHHHHHH!"
This was just the beginning. I went for more.
More speed. More intensity. More pain.
CLAP. CLAP. CLAP.
SMACK.
PAP. PAP. PAP.
These sounds were witnesses to my art. The symphony of my flesh meeting hers.
From the corner of my eye, I caught something.
Mother.
Still sitting on father. Using him as furniture.
But her hand... her hand was between her legs. Rubbing her pussy through the fabric.
'Wait.'
'This world has no horniness. The curse sealed all desire.'
'So why is she...?'
I filed that thought away for later. Right now, I had punishment to deliver.
Grandma was screaming. Unlike aunt, she had no pride left. No arrogance to maintain.
She let it all out. Trembling with each of my thrusts.
"MERCY... NNGH... HAVE MERCY... AIEEEE!"
PLAP. PLAP. PLAP.
"MMMAAAAGH!"
CRACK.
"AGHHHHHHH!"
The sound of bone cracking.
Maybe a rib. Maybe her hip. Didn't matter.
Every scream was satisfaction. Every crack was music.
My dick continued violating her pussy for several more minutes.
Until my cock sent me a message.
'Buddy. I'm going to shoot right in this old hag's pussy. And you can't stop me.'
So I didn't fight it.
Pushed harder. Faster. The intensity shook the entire table.
CRASH.
A glass fell. Shattered on the floor. She screamed one final time.
And I came.
SPURT. SPURT. SPURT.
Flooding her insides with everything I had.
I stopped.
She was breathing heavily beneath me. Barely alive.
"Hkk... hkk... hkk..."
I was about to pull out when—
CREAK.
The door opened.
I didn't turn around. Didn't care who it was.
I needed to see my art first.
My dick slid out.
SCHLOP.
And then the show began.
Cum dripped from her gaping pussy. Thick. White. Oozing out in streams.
She lay there stuck to the table. Motionless. Like a corpse.
I watched every drop fall. Pooling on the wooden surface beneath her.
'Beautiful.'
Only after the last drop did I turn around with a satisfied sigh.
Aunt and Beatrice.
Standing in the doorway. Their faces frozen in shock. Like they had witnessed something from another world.
And they had.
The great elixir. The sacred fluid they had never seen. Never even heard of.
Released by me.
I stood there with pride. Chest out. Cock dripping.
Then I noticed Beatrice's eyes.
They weren't on my face.
They were locked on my dick. Studying the thickness. The size. The cum still wrapped around it.
I looked down at myself.
'Yeah, it's a mess.'
"Loyal pup."
Aunt flinched.
"Come here. Serve your master. Clean his cock with your mouth."
She hesitated. Glanced at her daughter first.
Her face twisted with emotion. Shame. Humiliation. The agony of being degraded in front of her own child.
But she had no choice.
She crawled toward me. Got on her knees. Extended her tongue.
Started licking the white sticky threads coating my shaft.
SLRRP. SLRRP.
'Too slow.'
I grabbed the back of her head.
Adjusted my cock at her lips.
And shoved it in.
Deeper.
Deeper.
"GLRK!"
Her throat bulged as I forced myself down.
She trembled. Tried to pull away. Hands pushing against my thighs.
I didn't grant permission.
GAWK. GAWK. GAWK.
Deepthroat was too much fun. Especially with an enemy.
I stood there. Applying opposite force to her struggles. Feeling her throat constrict around my pennis.
Her eyes started leaking. Face turning colors. Expression screaming 'I'm choking, master.'
I held her there for a few more seconds.
Then released.
"KOFF! KOFF!"
She collapsed forward. Coughing violently.
"HRK! HRK!"
Saliva poured from her mouth. Mixing with my cum on the floor.
"You'll pay for this." Beatrice's voice. Cold. Hateful.
I turned to her with an innocent expression.
"Pay? Hey, don't get me wrong."
I gestured at aunt. "She's the one forcing me here. Look."
I crouched down. Spoke to aunt in my sweetest voice.
"Hey, pup. Tell me what you want."
But as she looked up, I gave her a deadly glare.
She understood in a second.
Her expression shifted. Became pleading. Desperate. Hungry.
She turned on all fours. Looked at my cock. Made a face that spoke of pure need.
"Master... I need your..."
"Bau bau."
"Give me..."
She pulled her tongue out. Like a wanting dog begging for treats.
"Please... hit my pussy like you did to her."
I was satisfied.
No.
More than satisfied.
With her performance.
I walked around her slowly. Hovered my hand over her wounded back. Traced the marks from earlier beatings.
Down to her ass.
To her tail plug.
YANK.
I pulled it out like plucking a stubborn grass root.
"AGHK!"
She screamed for a second. Then clamped down. Controlled the pain.
Her asshole convulsed. Opening and closing. Trying to recover from the sudden extraction.
"See, Beatrice?" I spoke without looking at her.
"I'm just fulfilling the needs of your mother."
I spat on my hand. Rubbed the saliva on aunt's twitching asshole.
The position was perfect for doggy style.
Then I glanced behind me.
Grandma still lay on the table. Dead to the world.
"Come, Oinkie."
I patted the empty space beside aunt.
"Don't blame me for racism afterwards, okay?"