My Wives are Beautiful Demons-Chapter 658: Mother-Daughter Domination III (R-18)

Chapter 658: Mother-Daughter Domination III (R-18)

Far from that isolated room—too far to hear shouts, threats, or the treacherous sound of Jenga pieces being pulled—a completely different atmosphere reigned.

Laughter. Clinking glasses. Bottles sweating on the table.

The drinks table was crowded: Ada, Raphaeline, Stella, Roxanne, Viviane, Zex, Irídia, and Morgana occupied the space as if it were sacred territory. Human alcohol flowed freely—and, surprisingly, it was pleasing.

“HAH!” Zex slammed the empty Corona bottle on the table hard enough to get attention. “That’s great! We really know what we’re doing with alcohol.” She leaned forward. “But back to the point… do you really think everything’s alright?”

“Yes,” Ada replied with her usual calmness, swirling her glass slowly. “Vergil knows what he’s doing.” She gave a half-smile. “He still has three days.”

“Three days?” Stella retorted immediately, sucking on the straw of her strawberry milkshake as if it were a sacred drink. “Even I couldn’t solve a family feud in three hundred years. My ‘ex-husband’ can attest to that; he only died when an abomination like our husband showed up.”

“I agree with my mother,” Roxanne added, drinking her chocolate milkshake with the same seriousness as a ritual. “There won’t be time.”

Raphaeline chuckled softly. “You’re underestimating him.”

Viviane raised her glass. “Or overestimating his sanity.”

Irídia shrugged. “Both could be true at the same time.”

Morgana, who until then had only been silently drinking her beer, let out a long, tired sigh. One of those sighs already filled with resentment.

“Honestly,” she began, staring at the bottom of the bottle. “I wanted to understand how my future husband’s mind works.” She took another sip. “Does he always have plans like this? Chaotic, dramatic, emotionally dangerous?”

Zex raised an eyebrow. “Probably. The master is complicated.”

“Wow…” Morgana continued, now clearly more affected by the alcohol. “He took my entire collection of embarrassing costumes for others to use.”

Silence.

All heads slowly turned to her.

A long pause. Dense. Absolutely judgmental.

“What?!” Morgana exploded, raising her hands. “I have my fetishes too, okay?!”

Stella almost choked on her milkshake.

Ada covered her mouth to stifle a laugh.

Roxanne burst into laughter without any shame.

Zex slammed his fist on the table. “I KNEW IT.”

“That explains a lot,” Raphaeline commented, smiling.

Viviane raised her glass. “A toast to belated honesty.”

Irídia simply shook her head, amused. “You two really deserve each other.”

Morgana sank slightly in her chair, pouting. “You’re awful.”

“But honestly…,” Viviane commented, already opening another beer and slamming the bottle on the table. “Do you really think this plan will work?”

“I doubt it,” Stella replied without hesitation, sucking on the milkshake straw as if sealing a verdict. “I’ve known Sapphire longer than all of you have existed combined. She would never—ever—bow down. Especially not in such a… humiliating way.”

A few heads nodded almost automatically.

Viviane smiled slightly, and Ada calmly added: “I agree.”

The atmosphere became tense for a moment. Everyone there seemed to share the same silent conclusion.

Everyone… except one.

“You overestimate Sapphire,” said Raphaeline, carefully setting down her glass and raising two fingers. “As far as I know, she only has two weaknesses in this world.”

All eyes turned to her at the same time.

“The first?” she continued, with an overly obvious smile. “Vergil. That’s not even debatable.” She lowered one finger, keeping the other raised. “And her greatest weakness… is Katharina.”

The silence that followed was different. Not one of disbelief—but of understanding.

Raphaeline leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table. “Now tell me… what do you think happens when Katharina accepts the terms? When she stops resisting?”

The women exchanged glances, each connecting the dots in their own way.

“…An implosion,” murmured Irídia.

“Or an unexpected alliance,” Viviane added.

“Or both at the same time,” Roxanne ventured.

Raphaeline smiled, satisfied, and raised her beer. “Exactly.”

Zex laughed loudly. “This is going to be an Oya—”

…

“Help each other put this up each other’s asses. If you take too long, you’ll get a beating,” Vergil ordered, his voice heavy with absolute authority, red hearts throbbing in his eyes as he settled in, his throbbing cock exposed, ready for the next act of total domination.

Sapphire and Katharina froze in place, their bodies still trembling from the profane kiss, their wide eyes fixed on the anal plugs dangling like obscene pendants in their sweaty hands.

The air, already thick with pheromones and aphrodisiac powder, seemed to solidify around them, a suffocating silence broken only by the faint tinkling of the bell on Sapphire’s neck and the involuntary muffled moans of the two.

“N-No! I’m not going to… this is… up my mother’s ass?!” Katharina squealed first, her voice a mixture of panic and incinerating shame, her face bursting into a blush that rivaled the pink dust in the air.

She gripped the cow tail like a venomous snake, her fingers trembling so much the thick plug almost slipped to the floor. “Vergil, how dare you?! This is… it’s depraved! I don’t put anything in her ass! Mother, say something!”

Sapphire, for her part, pressed the rabbit tail against her ample H-cups, her eyes blazing with demonic fury fixed on Vergil, but her traitorous body pulsed with the aphrodisiac—her pussy throbbing, juices visibly running down her long stockings, leaving glistening puddles on the floor.

“You sadistic son of a bitch…,” she growled, her voice hoarse and punctuated by an involuntary moan as the pink dust seeped deeper into her lungs. “Not even dead would I let that brat… shove that thing up my ass. I’m the queen here, not your plug-wearing bitch!”

Vergil shrugged with demonic nonchalance, the red hearts in his eyes swirling like vortices of insatiable lust, his cock now freed from his pants—a thick, veiny, throbbing mast, dripping precum into the heavy air. He leaned forward, a sadistic grin stretching his lips.

“Have you seen her pussy, bunny? Or yours, milk cow? You’re overflowing like animals in heat. Just look at that and tell me you don’t want it.”

Katharina instinctively lowered her eyes to her own pussy—and what she saw made her gag.

The black bodysuit was soaked, the thin fabric clinging like a translucent second skin between her thick thighs, revealing everything: full, swollen lips throbbing openly, a viscous flow of thick honey shamelessly oozing from the cow plug in her hand, dripping onto the floor in long, indecent strands.

The thong had slipped aside during the kiss, and now her shaved vulva overflowed, visible contractions expelling more juice, soaking her translucent stockings to her ankles.

“A-ah… no… I… it’s… dripping so much…”, she murmured, horrified and hypnotized, rubbing her thighs again in a traitorous spasm.

Sapphire, feeling her daughter’s gaze, looked down as well—and cursed under her breath.

Her cow-print panties were a mess: the mid-waisted lace fabric clung to her ripe, greedy pussy, thick, rosy lips

open like an obscene flower, a river of creamy nectar leaking uncontrollably down her ample thighs, soaking her stockings and forming a treacherous puddle beneath her heels.

Her H-cups swayed with her heaving chest, throbbing nipples, and the bell jingled like a surrender alarm.

“Hell… you bastard… you left us like this… wet as bitches…”

Vergil laughed, a guttural, demonic sound echoing through the room, clapping slowly as he lazily masturbated, his cock swelling even more at the spectacle.

“Exactly. Deny it all you want, but your pussies scream otherwise. Bend over now, asses sticking out. Katharina shoves the cow tail up her mother’s ass first—lubricate it with her saliva, or better yet, lick it yourself.”

The two exchanged a charged look—shame, hatred, pure desire colliding like thunder.

Katharina fell to her knees first, trembling, approaching Sapphire’s upturned buttocks, who, with a reluctant growl, bent over the table, spreading her thick buttocks and revealing her pink, glistening anus, already moist from the aphrodisiac.

“M-mother… we have to do something…”, Katharina whispered. Sapphire heard and only sighed, “Fuck it. Let’s do it,” she ordered in a hoarse voice, authoritative despite the subtle trembling, sliding her lacy cow-print panties aside with a casual, obscene movement.

The entire rear was now exposed: buttocks raised like a sinful offering, tight, pink anus throbbing in the open air, mature vulva dripping a creamy river that trickled in thick strands to the floor, soaking her long stockings.

She turned her face to Vergil, her half-closed eyes blazing with indecent mischief—lips parted in a predatory smile, tongue brushing against her teeth as if licking the air, silently challenging him: “Look what you’ve done to me…”

‘Finally… she understood and is surrendering.’ Vergil thought, smiling, his red hearts pounding faster, his cock throbbing in his lazy fist as he nodded, satisfied with the veiled submission of the demon queen.

Katharina gasped, her face burning with eternal flames, but her body betrayed everything with violence.

‘My God… Mommy’s ass… so… so… Look at this…’ The aphrodisiac finally reached her brain. ‘as if she wanted to… ahn~ no, stop! But… it’s so wet, smelling of pure sex… and my pussy… why does it hurt so much from arousal?!’ Her body felt like it was going to self-destruct. “‘I shouldn’t… but I want to lick, to stick it in… she’s my mother, damn it, but she sounds like a bitch in heat calling me…’ Her thoughts swirled in a vortex of shame and insane excitement, the black bodysuit creaking as she rubbed her thick thighs together, her pussy overflowing even more—a fresh gush of honey dripping down the cow plug in her trembling hand, involuntarily lubricating it.

Her G-cup swayed heavily with her accelerated breathing, hard nipples brushing against the fabric like needles of fire, and a low moan escaped her parted, traitorous lips.

“Stop drooling and lick the plug, you stupid bunny,” Sapphire growled softly, just loud enough for her to hear, arching her back even higher, her buttocks trembling with anticipation as the little bell jingled rhythmically with the movement. “Lubricate it with your saliva and stick it in already. Now.”

Katharina obeyed in a trance, her mind clouded with forbidden lust, bringing the thick cow tail plug to her lips…

slurp! voraciously licking the textured base, her tongue swirling along the bulging veins as if it were a penis, mixing her saliva with the honey dripping from her own pussy.

The salty and sweet taste made her moan loudly, “M-mnh~ Mom… it’s so… big…”, before leaning forward, pressing the wet tip against Sapphire’s throbbing anus.

Slowly, with an obscene pop, the plug began to enter—Sapphire arching her back with a guttural grunt, “A-ahh, haa… Warn me first!!”, the tight ring yielding to the thick invader, veins stretching the pink flesh as the cow tail swayed, vibrating softly against the inner walls.

Katharina pushed with trembling fingers, mesmerized by the sight of her mother’s ass opening and swallowing everything, until the wide base fit perfectly, sealing the domination.

Vergil chuckled softly, his cock dripping more precum. “Now it’s your turn,” he said to Sapphire, who was still getting used to it in her ass.

Sapphire, still panting with the cow tail plug firmly lodged in her ass, feeling the textured veins pulsing against her inner walls with each breath, slowly rose from the table.

The movement made the tail swing obscenely, clinking against her ample buttocks, and a hoarse moan escaped her full lips as the tight ring contracted around the wide base.

Her H-cups swayed heavily, nipples hard as diamonds brushing against the lacy fabric of her cow-print lingerie, and a fresh stream of creamy nectar trickled from her ripe pussy, dripping down the plug and wetting the floor in viscous puddles.

She turned to Katharina with a nervous look, her flaming eyes now clouded by a profane maternal lust, the aphrodisiac powder coursing like liquid fire through her veins. “Your turn, you’ll pay for going in hard without warning. Get on all fours. Now. Stick that ass up.”

Katharina, her whole body trembling with a mixture of terror and insane lust, obeyed without thinking—the aphrodisiac had fried any remaining resistance.

She dropped to all fours on the cold floor, her thick thighs instinctively spreading apart, the black bodysuit stretching to its limit as she arched her round, pert bottom high into the air. The bell around her neck jingled like a surrender bell, and her G-cups hung heavy beneath her body, swaying with her accelerated breathing.

“M-mom… please… it was an accident…” she murmured, her voice trembling and punctuated by moans, her pussy throbbing visibly through the soaked fabric.

Sapphire approached on her knees behind her, her experienced hands sliding over her daughter’s buttocks, squeezing the soft flesh with a demonic possessiveness.

Her eyes fixed on the strategic clasp of the black bodysuit—a short, discreet zipper, perfectly positioned between her pussy and her ass, as if Vergil had designed it for utter depravity. With a firm tug, she opened the zipper, the metallic sound echoing like a trigger in the charged air.

Ziiiip! The instant the fabric parted, freeing Katharina’s shaved pussy and pink asshole to the open air, a massive wave of aphrodisiac scent exploded out—a dense, musky, and sweet aroma like rotten honey mixed with demonic pheromones, so potent that Sapphire staggered back, her eyes rolling for a second as she inhaled deeply.

“Damn… what a slutty smell… it smells like a demon in heat back here, you perverted brat!” she growled, her nose almost pressed against the exposed flesh, the pink powder in the air amplifying the effect until her knees buckled.

Katharina squealed in shock and shame, her whole body contracting, her pussy throbbing and expelling a fresh gush of thick juices that trickled down her virgin asshole, involuntarily lubricating it.

“M-Mom! Don’t look like that! You’re… you’re embarrassed~ ahn!”, she screamed, her face buried in the floor, but her pert bottom trembling with excitement, as if begging for more.

Sapphire froze for a second, her face inches from her daughter’s pink, tight asshole—full lips swollen with lust, a wet, throbbing ring, exuding that hypnotic scent that made her own pussy contract around the cow plug. “Vergil… you brilliant son of a bitch… you really planned everything, didn’t you? This smell… it’s like a lust poison straight to the brain!”

Vergil laughed loudly, guttural and triumphant, the red hearts in his eyes spinning faster as he masturbated his veiny cock with lazy fists, precum spurting in long strands.

“Of course, little cow. I soaked her bodysuit with concentrated aphrodisiac essence. Every time it opens, it releases this cloud of exciting scents. Now put your mouth on it and lubricate properly.” He ordered authoritatively.

Sapphire’s eyes, already clouded, turned into pulsating pink hearts in the same instant—a hypnotic glow of total submission, the demon queen finally broken by the scent and the command.

“F-fuck… let the consequences come later…” she murmured in ecstasy, her tongue emerging like a hungry serpent.

Without warning, she put her mouth directly on her daughter’s anus—lips sealing the pink ring with a wet and voracious kiss, thick tongue forcing immediate entry with deep, circular licks.

Slurp!

Schlick!

Slurrrp!

Obscene sounds filled the room as she sucked and licked like a possessed woman, saliva mixing with the juices of Katharina’s vagina that dripped down, swallowing the forbidden nectar with guttural moans.

“Mmmh~ so tight… virgin and fragrant… mommy’s gonna open up for the bunny tail…”

“Aaaahn! M-mom! You’re licking my ass! S-stop… no, no more! It’s so good, fuck~!”, she yelled, a puddle of squirt exploding from her vagina and soaking Sapphire’s face, the bell jingling frantically.

Vergil laughed seeing how Sapphire and Katharina’s eyes looked, “Now, just enjoy the scene.” He said laughing and picked up his cell phone. He called someone… “Hold your things there, I’ll be back in two days and 13 hours.” He spoke and hung up, seeing Sapphire completely lost.