“Did you just give me an order?” I exclaimed, running my eyes over him appraisingly. “You swore yourself to me, didn’t you?” Brandon replied, not looking up from Justina’s triage report. “I did, but you’ve never commanded me before.” I stood up and walked over to him, “The boy who nearly shit himself when I first touched his penis is now the healer of the afflicted, and organizing covert operations.” I ran my fingers down his shoulders, pressing the back of his head between my breasts, “Where did Brandon go, and who is the handsome, in-control man sitting before me?” I slid my hands down his chest, and whispered in his ear, “And what kind of orders will he give me next?” “You better get your ass out there, Tera,” Brandon grinned up at me, “or I’ll have you doing pushups until your arms give out.” “I’d rather be teen doing squats until my legs give out.” I hissed, and left Brandon to stew over that, hoping vainly that he was as sexually frustrated as I was. I gave him ample time to call me back into the room, but he never did, and god, did only make me need him more. JUSTINA Now that my work organizing King Yandon’s doctors was completed, I’d finally stolen some time to work on helping Diamond with her upcoming Sentient meeting. Angela and I sat on the bed of my new bedroom, a secluded branch of Brandon’s Great Maple. The cavernous room had curved walls of ebony wood, lit by green bioluminescence. “Do you think Brandon would like my hair like this?” Angela pulled Diamond’s curly hair behind her anal pointed ears, “Or like this?” Angela pulled her hair into pigtails. “I think Brandon would prefer that his sister wasn’t stuck in the Heat Bringer’s daughter.” I sighed, “Now get back to work. What does Ancient Spirits of the Hardcore Astral Plane say about Sorrow?” “That she’s sad.” Angela replied curtly, asian “I think Brandon would like my hair like this,” she put her hair in pigtails, “so he has something to grab onto.” I sometimes forgot that Angela had physically died at the age of ten, and though she had matured spiritually, getting a body of her own must’ve been an incredible shock to her system. She had gone from a child, to a hormone-fueled teenager without any growth in between, and she had no hope of controlling the new urges. “Look at this.” I said, turning my book around so that she could see it, “There are five documented cases of mass suicides, each skinny exactly a millennium apart. Our records goes back ten-thousand years prior to the first recorded case, but there are no recorded mass-suicides of this magnitude before then. She skinny rubbed her breasts on her brother's chest and let the dog pound her ass with his magnificent cock. I told he to keep her eyes shut and turn over on her hands and knees. He was busy making coffee in the kitchen. "scream you little bitch, make me cum" he whispered, pinching my nipples. It twitched it’s teen ears. “Fuck.” Her voice sounded small, even in the 3am lull of the asian parking lot. One finger was soon joined by another finger as Julie began to fuck herself as the crowd watched her become more and more turned on. Kate cracked a smile. When I take a step I feel oil squeeze out of the anal stick and drip down my inner thigh. My weight on the extended part of the recliner closed it. “I’m sure Alyssa would welcome having him around once Hardcore we get things moving though, so-to-speak.” They wore a simple shirt of white cotton, unbuttoned and fastened via a sash at the waist. Sammy really took over. “You’re fired until tomorrow afternoon. I slowly stepped away as she finished and collapsed onto the couch.