Chapter 31 — Three Steps To Anal, By a Depraved Daughter.

Chapter 31: Chapter 31 — Three Steps To Anal, By a Depraved Daughter.

~Sadie POV~

The heavy, intoxicating musk of sex had become the permanent background scent of their home.

For days, their master had returned like clockwork, turning their lives into an endless, dizzying cycle of absolute surrender and breathless pleasure.

Sadie sat at the edge of the bed in the master bedroom, her legs trembling slightly as a phantom heat rolled through her core.

Her mind drifted back to the sheer, shattering dominance he held over them.

Seeing her mother—a woman she had always viewed as untouchable and proud—reduced to a quivering, whimpering mess beneath him had broken something fundamental inside Sadie, replacing any lingering resistance with a fierce, worshipful addiction.

Aria, her mother, floated through the house in a perpetual daze of post-coital euphoria.

Gone was the stern maturity of her past; now, her eyes held a permanent, heavy-lidded glaze, her body humming with the delightful, deep-seated ache of a woman being thoroughly and relentlessly claimed to oblivion day after day.

Every step Aria took reminded her of the sheer volume of seed she carried inside her, a living testament to her master’s constant, thorough ownership.

Aria would often collapse entirely, her legs turning to jelly from the overwhelming, continuous waves of orgasmic bliss crashing over her womb.

Left completely drained and shaking on the floor, thick ropes of her master’s warm semen would overflow from her swollen slit, slowly tracking down the soft curves of her inner thighs.

How wasteful.

Sadie would think to herself, a fierce wave of possessive greed and worship driving her forward.

Without a single second of hesitation, Sadie would lunge downward, burying her face between her mother’s trembling legs.

With desperate, eager strokes of her tongue, she would lap up every single drop, licking her mother’s thighs and pussy completely clean of their master’s precious white seed, swallowing the heavy, musky fluid with a deep, reverent hunger.

Watching the intimate display, their master would look down with a dark, approving smirk.

He would reach out, his large hand resting on Sadie’s head to give her hair a gentle, affectionate pat.

"Good girl, Sadie," he would praise softly.

The simple touch and the sweet validation would send a violent, ecstatic tremor straight down Sadie’s spine.

Making her mewl with delight and pressing her face even deeper between her mother’s legs, completely intoxicated by his approval.

Aria would sometimes be pushed so far past her limits that her eyes would roll back, her body going completely limp as she passed out cold from the sheer intensity of the ravaging.

Seeing her mother lying there, utterly wrecked and blissfully unconscious, always stirred a sharp pang of deep envy within Sadie.

Despite all the depravity, the worship, and the constant orgasms, she still hadn’t been given the ultimate privilege.

Her tight, untouched flesh hole remained stubbornly uncrossed by her master’s thick, manly cock.

Incredibly, despite living in the center of this absolute ocean of sin, Sadie was still a virgin.

Yet, her master never left her completely hanging.

While he saved her core for some grander, more agonizingly anticipated moment, he made sure she received her own form of worship every single time he stepped through the door.

Without fail, he would pull her down before him during his visits, sinking to his knees to eat her pussy out with merciless, devouring hunger.

"Ah—! Hnng-ahhh~ Master! Oh god, please more—!"

Sadie would wail, her voice echoing shamelessly through the house.

He would lap and suck at her swollen folds until she was screaming out his name, writhing in helpless ecstasy as her loud, uninhibited moans filled the air for anyone—and her sleeping mother—to hear.

Whenever Aria slipped into unconsciousness from the sheer brutality of his lovemaking, Sadie wasted no time stepping in to fill the void.

Desperate to keep him engaged and completely devoted to her, she would eagerly offer up every inch of her body to service him.

She would wrap her wet, hot mouth around his thick shaft, moving her tongue with frantic, worshipful skill, or use her tight breasts, smooth thighs, and soft hands to stroke and pleasure him until he was breathless.

She vividly remembered one afternoon in particular. While her mother lay completely dead to the world, knocked out cold on the carpet, her master had grabbed Sadie by the hips.

He shoved his rock-hard, throbbing dick right between the warmth of her thick, creamy thighs, pinning her down as he began to grind back and forth with fierce, relentless friction.

The heat of his heavy member sliding against her sensitive pussy lips made her vision swim with white-hot lust.

With a low, commanding growl, he gripped her hair, pulled her close, and pumped against her thighs until his body seized.

Right there, over the unconscious form of her mother, he sprayed a thick, heavy load of hot seed across her swollen pussy lips and the smooth skin of her thighs, leaving her shivering and dripping with his essence.

As she cleaned up the mess afterward, a deep, aching fantasy would consume her thoughts.

Oh, how she desperately wished he would drop the foreplay, pin her down right then and there, and shove his scalding, thick dick straight through her tight, untouched virgin flesh.

She craved the agonizing, euphoric violation of having him take her fully in front of her sleeping mother and her utterly pathetic, oblivious father—driving deep until he shattered her completely, flooding her womb with a boiling creampie and painting her inside white.

The mere thought of the man who had once been called her father filled Sadie with quiet, bitter disgust.

She didn’t even acknowledge him as her father anymore.

He was nothing more than a pathetic, lingering shadow in the house, a stranger relegated to the sidelines by absolute decree.

Under her master’s strict, unyielding command, neither she nor her mother were ever allowed to let that man touch them again.

Not even once.

They belonged body and soul to their master, and his ownership was absolute; nobody else was permitted to lay a hand—or even touch a single strand of hair—on what was his.

Of course, it wasn’t as if the pathetic excuse of a man had the spine or the guts to defy him anyway.

Ever since the day the master laid down the law, the man had been completely broken, tiptoeing around his own home like a whipped dog.

He hadn’t dared step a single foot into the master bedroom, retreating in sheer cowardice to sleep in the cramped guest room or on the lumpy living room sofa.

He was a ghost in his own house, completely neutralized and utterly irrelevant.

Sadie didn’t waste a single breath or a second of her attention on him.

Her entire world, her every waking thought and burning desire, was reserved solely for the man who truly owned them.

Today, the master bedroom served as the staging ground for a brand-new level of depravity.

Sadie stood beside the bed, her pulse racing with a mix of fierce determination and illicit excitement.

This wasn’t just another routine afternoon of worship; it was her very first direct command from him, and she was utterly resolved not to fail.

The task was absolute: properly prepare her mother’s tight, untouched asshole to be brutally railed and stretched wide by her master’s massive, thick cock.

Knowing the immense stakes, Sadie had left no stone unturned.

Over the past few days, whenever her master was away, she had scoured every dark corner of the internet, reading guides, watching instructional material, and memorizing every anatomical detail required to turn her mother’s rear into a compliant, gaping playground.

She had studied up on muscle relaxation, breathing techniques, and the precise gradual stretching needed to safely prime her mother for the absolute devastation her master’s size demanded.

Aria completely surrendered to her daughter’s care, her breath coming in slow, heavy pants of eager anticipation.

She trusted her master implicitly, and if he wanted her ass broken in by her daughter, she would offer it up with a smile.

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