April 21st 2016 Brightedge City, Powers Estate 8:00 PM EDT

Raven didn't find the Fear Host the first night. Which… we probably should have expected to be honest. Empathy is NOT telepathy, and emotions only give away so much. Especially since apparently half the people there were just horny or gluttonous or envious the entire party. Apparently I had very much found my people in the Court.

Speaking of which. I looked over at the skimpily dressed redheaded bombshell that I now owned. I'd done a quick appraisal, but she was just an I-rank human being. Good little catholic girl whose daddy had a gambling problem and went with the Court to get him out of it.

Which was…confusing. She was hot. Virgin, nun, fat tits and big jiggly ass. Redhead, which was a plus. But I didn't…ok that wasn't true, I DEFINITELY wanted to fuck her, but I kind of wanted to help her out too. She might have been some dumb church slut before, but she was MINE now. Nobody got to decide how I used my stuff but me.

I sighed. "Amanda. Let's talk." She looked up at me, green eyes shining innocently, but I could see a bit of sadness in there too. "What do you want to do?"

She blinked at me. "I'm yours to use however you like, sir. I'll do whatever you desire."

"And if I thought you meant that you'd be folded in half on the seat while I pounded you like a cheap drum. But I don't think you do. I think you're scared and under pressure, and that you want this to go some way that DOESN'T end with you getting a cream filling. So I ask again. What do you want to DO?"

She swallowed hard. "I don't…I don't know. I can't go home. My parents are only safe because they decided they would be. If I go home it breaks the deal. And I renounced my vows. I'm not sure what I should do now."

"Ouch." I said casually. "That sounds rough. So if you could pick something to do with your life, anything at all, what would it be?"

Blushing hotly, she chewed her lip. "I…I mean, I like books a lot. I used to read constantly at the convent. We had this beautiful library and I would spend every day there. So…maybe I'd be a librarian?" She looked away. "No, sorry, that's stupid. Forget I said anything. "

"I have a friend with a library she could use some help with." I said ponderingly. "She's been working on a research project. She ALSO does magic. Not religious stuff, she was born a magic user. Is that like…against your religion or whatever?"

Raven, who had been quiet the whole time as she sat next to us, rolled her eyes in exasperation as Silver tried to smother a giggle. I glared at them. Bitches undermining me when I'm trying to be all noble and shit. Give a man his respect.

Amanda shook her head wildly, her eyes excited. "Oh not at all! Magic is just another word for miracles. We all deserve God's love." I felt my battle not to fuck this girl becoming substantially easier. I wasn't a big fan of fervent religious devotees…I mean, except Whisper, but she was fanatically religiously devoted to ME. Speaking of, I should make time with my first baby mama, see how she'd been doing.

I shook that off. "Alright, well then I'll call Zee and ask her if she could use some help around the library. I think you would be more comfortable there than at my place. Zee is more focused on research and less focused on pussy. I can't imagine a nice church girl like yourself enjoying the atmosphere at my place."

"I don't mind you living in sin sir!" She said cheerfully. "You're a kind person, and that's all that matters."

Cocking my head, I made an uncertain noise. "Is it living in sin if I'm married and my wife both knows about and often participates in all the sex I have? Not that I wasn't having sex before I got married, but I'm curious if that counts."

Silver chimed in dryly. "I believe the rest of us are living in sin. You're morally in the clear here." Then she paused. "Wait, no I think there's something in the bible about fornicating with beasts, so you're leading us all into temptation. Assuming Dragons are beasts. I'd need to do some kind of checklist to figure out how many rules we're breaking from a religious standpoint. I can definitely confirm sodomy."

The redhead was turning such a deep shade of crimson I was worried she might burst into flames. Raven glared at both of us. "Don't tease her. Ignore them, Amanda. They're uncomfortable with genuine emotion, and they deflect with sexual humor. They knew saying that would change the subject. They're glad you're happy with your new job."

I raised an eyebrow at my demoness. Apparently she was feeling protective of the little nun. I guessed that was fair since I was too. I sighed and turned to Amanda. "Look. No one is going to make you do anything you don't want. I don't go in for that stuff anyway. I also have WAY too many women on my plate to put in the time to seduce you. Just consider yourself a newly hired research librarian."

She gave me a surprisingly sweet smile. "Thank you, Mr. Wrong. You might not like to show it, but you're a good person."

I snickered at her. "I am exactly neither of those things, thank you very much, But I take care of my own. Also my name is Nick. Don't mention that to anyone." That last bit I enforced with the Brand. She didn't seem to notice, so I guess she hadn't been planning to tell.

It was kind of nice having her look at me like she trusted me to have her back. I didn't go in for that hero worship shit, but having my girls trust me was pretty ok, and Amanda was new. Even before my humanity I was more a carrot than a stick guy.

Speaking of carrots, I reached into my pocket and slipped out my phone, charging it with a bit of a spark and tossing it to Amanda. "You can call and check on your family by the way. Let them know you're ok. I figure you must be worried."

That one hadn't been my idea. Raven had suggested it, though HOW she'd managed to do that without speaking I had no idea. Some kind of weird empathic burst. If she thought it would help though it was no skin off my nose.

Silver, meanwhile, crawled across the seats and plopped herself in my lap, leaning down to kiss me hungrily. I grinned into her lips, enjoying the display of affection. I reached up to grope those gorgeous tits of hers a bit, and Amanda squeaked in embarrassment.

Raven glared, but I just rolled my eyes and pulled away from Silver. "She might be a nun but I'm not. This is my car. I can grope my women if I want to." I squeezed again, cheating a bit with Eros and Psych. Silver moaned as the flash of pleasure surged right to her cunt, wiggling on my lap deliciously.

Still, I didn't take it further, since I figured pounding her little platinum pussy in front of the redhead would be a step too far. I left her on my lap but stopped groping as Amanda finished talking to her parents.

She hadn't been able to say much, given what happened, but she told them she was safe and got a good job working for a friend. She'd smiled shyly at me when she said that, and I mentally promised myself that Amy was NEVER allowed to meet Amanda, because this sweet little thing would be on her back for me within an hour.

My wifey wanted what was best for everyone, but she was also under the impression that the thing that was best for every woman was ME. Which was sweet, but I didn't have time for that shit right now. I still had to finish seducing and collecting Cassie and Leslie.

Ironically, showering them with gifts and then being completely absent from their lives was probably pretty close to the right tone for the blue bootied sweetheart that was my lightning lass. Cassie probably could have used some more attention, but I could play the sympathy card since dad died recently.

I'd had the driver take us to Zee's place, because I didn't want Mandy running around in the open heading there alone. I texted my sorceress and she had Thorn come out to meet us.

After drooling over my demon girl's milky butt cleavage, the goth girl was excited and friendly when greeting Mandy, and they became fast friends. I was guessing that being a sexy redhead like Thorn's bestie probably wasn't hurting things, but the goth girl also probably didn't have anyone to talk to.

Jinx was a sarcastic little brat from what Zee told me, and while banter was nice, I got the feeling having someone around to talk to was appealing to her. Huh, two birds one stone. I also did something a bit out there and asked Thorn out for dinner.

Thorn WAS one of my girls, and I wanted to spend some one on one times with her. She'd gotten shuffled aside because of all this nonsense, but she deserved a date, even if it was after I resumed my normal form. Plus it should stop her from giving me sad looks when she thought I wasn't watching. Bitches love dinner dates.

Luckily Shadowcrest was wired up the ass with countersurveillance and anti-scrying spells, so while the Court might be able to figure out I'd visited if they bothered checking where I went with my new sex maid, they wouldn't be able to tell what happened. Luckily Zee was on the magic side of things anyway, and magical heroes were notoriously more…flexible, morally.

Climbing back in the car I noticed Raven looking at me. "That was kind of you." I opened my mouth to dismiss it and she cut me off. "It was. Don't downplay it. There's nothing wrong with being kind to people you care about. I know you dislike the thought of becoming like the League, but trust me, that isn't going to happen. You're still a complete bastard, don't worry."

I exhaled loudly. "I guess being told I'm kind to my girls isn't…terrible. Honestly though, in this case it just felt right. She was terrified, I could tell, and I'm not into that at all. Plus I wasn't lying, I considered fucking her, but it would have been too much trouble."

She gave me a flat look. "She was very attractive. Considering it wasn't strange, especially not for you." She looked away, cheeks darkening. "You…seemed to like her breasts, but mine are bigger. You could use them…as a reward."

I was slightly more considerate of my girls now, but I wasn't stupid. No was I was turning down a tit job from my big titty goth. I grinned at her. "You're not embarrassed to do it in front of Silver?" I shot a glance at my platinum treasure.

Raven just shook her head, blushing harder, and knelt down in front of me. She reached up for the neck of her dress and slipped it over her head, letting her fat creamy goth tits bounce free, lilac nipples hardening in arousal. Seeing her on her knees looking up at me with those big violet eyes was fucking amazing.

I luxuriated in the feel of those big naturals wrapping around my dick and leaned back to enjoy as I let my mind drift to my next move. If this kind of thing was my reward I should try being nice to my girls more often. This was totally worth a little awkwardness. Speaking of awkward, I needed to get us invited to more court functions, which meant I should take Geri up on her training offer for Raven, get us close to more members of the court. Oh well, at least there was no possible way I'd be Branding Geri. Even my skills and abilities wouldn't subdue the old slut. I'd sure have fun trying though.

Warnings: age play, pseudo incest, femdom

April 22nd 2016 Brightedge City, Powers Estate 10:00 AM EDT

Access. A necessity in any espionage operation. Now, as a member of the Court I had SOME access. But not the kind I needed to properly investigate. I needed to get Raven around plenty of court members, which meant I needed her in with leadership. I needed to be in with leadership. Or IN leadership as the case may be.

After we left, I'd talked to Silver about the whole Geri thing. I'd been curious about why the woman I'd known for years had been slobbering over me. Part of it was probably the inhibition free environment of the Court function, but it still seemed weird. It was funny because before I regained my humanity I wouldn't have questioned it, just turned her into a pretzel and pounded her until she gave me what I wanted.

Since I DID have my humanity now though, I decided to get a bit of background, and it really cleared things up. While she might have been into me for my good looks and muscles, what Geri was most interested in was the fact that I'd landed Silver.

While she was fond of the older woman, Silver was totally cognizant of the fact that Geri was a bit conflicted about her protege. Silver was prettier, smarter, and more manipulative than Geri had ever been, and while Geri took pride in turning her into what she was, she was also envious of what she'd created.

Seeing Silver on my arm had essentially made me a target for the GILF in question, the possibility of luring Silver's first serious boyfriend that she's ever met away from her.

Naturally I wasn't trading in my platinum treasure for some fat bottomed old slut, no matter how tight she kept it, but I also wasn't opposed to munching some rug or throwing her a bone to get better access.

I wasn't going to Brand her, she was far too dangerous to keep around, and far too set in her ways for me to trust. I knew with the Brand she couldn't betray me, but there were more ways to fuck someone over than intentionally backstabbing them, and my harem was already plenty crowded. This would be a one and done, and even without the Brand I was confident I could fuck her into a drooling truth coma.

So Raven and I arrived at her door the next morning at ten AM sharp, knocking and waiting politely. Geri had been pleased as punch to hear from me later that night to set up my training session, and had given me a uniform for my demoness.

Raven, despite her stoic nature, was squirming in place at her current outfit, a tight black corset, a thong, and a collar with a leash. I thought she looked fucking delicious, and if we hadn't been her for Geri I'd have pulled those fat goth ass cheeks apart and gone bobbing for asshole, but it was clear to me she didn't like being out like this, even in disguise.

Putting a hand on her hip, I leaned in to whisper to her. "Hey, take a breath. We'll be fine. I'm not going to let her do anything to you. In fact, I should be taking up most of her attention for the visit. Try to wander around and scan anyone in the house, I doubt the Fear Host is a maid or butler but you never know, and it'll keep you out of her way."

She bit her lip, staring at me in worry. "But…then you'll be the one on the spot. I don't want to just abandon you."

I grinned at her, leaning down for a kiss that took her by surprise. As I pulled back I shot her a wink. "Trust me. This isn't an imposition. Older or not Geri is a sexy bitch. I don't mind throwing her a bone. I'm not KEEPING her, it's just a quick fuck."

Despite her clear annoyance at the words, Raven leaned in against me, and even my self control couldn't stop my hand from pawing her expansive rump when she was so close. She mewled in enjoyment a wiggled a bit, glaring up at me with silent promises of retribution. Raven had developed a taste for being in charge and while her body enjoyed my attention, it annoyed her to play the submissive.

The door opened, and a slutty maid with long curly black hair and bright blue eyes greeted us with a gleaming perfect smile. "Oh, monsieur! Miss. Powers has been expecting you. Please, come in."

I had to stop myself from rolling my eyes as the LITERAL french maid turned and walked back into the house, hips swaying and fat ass jiggling. I wasn't sure if Geri knew my booty preferences or just had similar ones herself, but I didn't mind the view at all.

We followed the girl (Sylvia apparently, based on her delightfully accented chatter) into the library, where she delivered us to Geri, the older woman dressed in a pair of yoga pants and a tube top as she sipped a cup of tea.

When she saw us, she cooed in approval. "Finbarr! And Rachel. Lovely to see you both." She set down her cup and stood up. "Well aren't you just a beauty, dear. Come now, don't be shy, give us a twirl." She whirled a finger, and Raven did an embarrassed turn.

Geri nodded approvingly. "Excellent stock. Thick rump, wide hips. She's a beautiful specimen. Perhaps I might offer her more…hands on training, later." Raven didn't seem receptive to the idea, so I made a mental note not to let that happen. "In any case, I think we should let dear Rachel mingle amongst my own pets. Sylvia, why don't you escort our guest to the playroom and give her a tour while I discuss business with her owner."

Sylvia, her big blue eyes wide and eager, didn't seem to note or care the way she was talking about the two women like animals. Raven seemed uncomfortable, and I gave her an apologetic wince. This might not have bothered me in the past, but seeing Raven so obviously disturbed was starting to piss me off. I was going demolish this old bitch when I got her on her back. For Raven.

Once my demoness was gone, Geri inched her chair closer to mine. Her dark blue eyes and short stylish blonde hair looked good, and while she had a few crows feet they sort of just added flavor.

Placing a hand on my thigh, she started to rub slowly, giving me a kindly smile. "Finbarr. I was hoping we could get some time alone. I wanted to talk to you about your…place. In the court. Now, most of the time new recruits don't get much respect unless someone vouches for them. You're an unknown quantity, you understand."

I put on my most earnest expression, deciding to add a dash of nervousness since I was pretty sure she wanted to see that. "Of course, ma'am. I realize I have to prove myself."

She licked her lips, leaning in to purr. "I love a man who knows his place. Silver has excellent taste." She gave me a lascivious grin. "I've certainly sampled her enough to know. But while being team player is important, so is having good instincts. You need to know what needs doing. Or…who. Do you understand what I mean Finbarr?"

Her hand slid up my thigh to grope my cock, which was pretty pleasant. I kind of wanted to bend her over the desk, but Geri wasn't looking to get wrecked. She wanted to take advantage of a newbie.

"Would you like me to…pleasure you, ma'am?" My body control made it possible for me to MAKE my heart pound, which actually worked well because it simulated most of the symptoms of nervousness.

She squeezed my dick lightly. "Please dear. Call me Geri. Ma'am is so…formal. You're such a smart boy. I think we're going to be good friends. Why don't you show me how friendly you can be?"

Sliding out of my chair, I knelt down in front of her. I reached around to pull down her yoga pants, glad to see that she wasn't wearing panties. I pulled them down to her ankles and then put her legs over my shoulders.

I used a LITTLE bit of strength to hoist her up hands full of gilf ass as I dove in for a fucking buffet. She grunted and fisted a hand in my hair as I tasted her cunt, grinding herself against me. "Fuck." She moaned. "Good boy. That little slut taught you well. She tongued every lesson out of this fucking pussy. You like the taste stud? You like slurping that grandma pussy?"

Damn, she was a kinky bitch, but I had to be honest it was kind of hot. She kept going on like that, pointing out the age difference. I used Eros and Psych to hit all her sensitive spots, and she was whining and whimpering as she talked, but the old lady would NOT shut up.

Without warning she shoved my head away. "Enough licking baby. Give grandma that big fat dick." She kicked off her pants, shoving me away as she stood up and turned around, slapping her fat gilfy ass. "Get in this pussy stud. Empty those balls in this well aged pussy."

I was hard as fuck, so naturally I didn't argue, grabbing her hips and fucking impaling her on my dick. "Shit, you're tight." I said in surprise.

She giggled perversly. "I take care of this pussy darling. Need to make sure all my pretty young things enjoy themselves. My husband certainly enjoyed it, on the rare occasions I let him sample me." She shuddered. "You fill grandma up so good baby, but this is a hungry pussy. Feed me that hot young cum."

I started fucking her, beginning slow because I was worried I might wreck her, but she was furious at being treated gently, spitting at me to fuck it harder. I picked up speed. She felt pretty fucking great honestly. Tight and wet and with a fantastic grip she might be a hedonistic old slut, but she knew how to fuck.

She bounced that fat ass I'd been staring at for years against my hips, cooing in ecstasy as we fucked. "Tell me I feel better than Silver." She whined.

I rolled my eyes since her face was away from me, but said in the most sincere tone I could manage. "Your pussy is the best I've ever had grandma." I didn't have one of those, so it wasn't really weird for me to say aside from how surreal it was.

"You bet your sweet ass it is." She groaned gleefully. "Dumb little studs like you always love grandma's pussy. You better come visit this cunt baby. I want plenty of alone time with this fat young cock. Silver doesn't deserve dick like this. You need a REAL woman to hand this fat cock. Finish in me stud. Dump your load in this mature snatch."

I couldn't really tell if she was more into the age difference, the incest, or one upping her protege, and as tight as her pussy was and as deep into as I was getting I didn't care. I really was going to bust soon, and I dug my hands into that fat ass and picked up speed, ready to finish.

There was no reason not to either, she wasn't surrendering herself to me, and even as an I ranker she wasn't going to get branded. I didn't need to hold back. I shoved my hips forward, smacking them sharply into her hips, caving in that fat ass with the force as I bottomed out and dumped my cum deep inside her.

She squealed, cumming on my dick so hard I had to hold her hips so she didn't fall. I pulled her off me and set her in the chair, enjoying the glazed look on her face. Access was important. And this bitch was going to give me as much of it as I wanted.

April 22nd 2016 Brightedge City, Powers Estate 11:00 AM EDT

I was smug for the first like…five minutes Geri was shuddering in her chair. After ten I got a bit worried, and after fifteen I noticed her fucking hair getting slightly less white and slightly more blonde and realized that I MIGHT have fucked up. Literally.

The Brand was my second tip off, because apparently returning her youth was enough to make her surrender herself to me. Granted, it wasn't completely restored. She was early forties now or so, rather than mid to early fifties, but still.

My mistake, I realized, was forgetting that LOOKING like someone else didn't make me someone else. It didn't make me human, and it didn't make my cum no longer super energized with vitality. I'd gotten so used to fucking my girls, who either knew what I was or were high enough rank that it didn't matter, that I completely forgot about the side effects.

Which…wasn't great. They'd been getting stronger, but just hadn't really had a chance to show. They were a drop in the bucket to most of the girls, and the more human ones mostly blacked out from orgasms anyway, plus they were already young and sexy, so the age thing hadn't really come up anyway.

Sadly, as Geri's face smoothed out to what looked like late thirties and stopped, I realized that this was going to be complicated. I hadn't meant to Brand her, the first accident I'd had since Barbie. I could somewhat control that if I wanted to at this point, but since she had no reason to submit I hadn't bothered.

I was just glad we were alone here, at least for the moment. Geri had sent everyone off so she could get her back blown out in peace, probably so her employees didn't hear her squealing about kinky grandma sex fetishes. She was probably going to have to switch to a more normal mommy fetish at this point, or maybe a hot aunt thing. I weirdly kind of felt bad about that for some inexplicable reason.

Stalking over and dropping into a chair, I groaned. "Shit. Of all the times for thinking with my dick to finally get me in trouble." I rolled my eyes as Geri made a high pitched moan. "Oh for the gods sakes. Wake up." I tugged on the brand, waking her up with a gasp as she sat bolt upright, eyes wide as she stared at me, still thrumming with green gold energy.

"Wh-what did you do to me?" She asked, her voice lighter and sweeter in her youth. Her eyes were fixed on my like I'd hypnotized her, and I was pretty sure it wasn't from the Brand. She was just…fascinated.

Rubbing the bridge of my nose, I gritted out. "Something stupid. This is really going to fuck up my plans. Answer me honestly." I reinforced that with the Brand, giving her an order. "Do you have some kind of contingency measures to test for mind control? Does the Court?"

She shook her head, short hair bouncing playfully. "No. I have active defenses to prevent such things, but no contingencies should it happen. I've never needed them. I contracted a particularly powerful elder lich for my mental protections. They've never been breached."

That…was interesting. I hadn't thought the Court was big into the magic scene. Apparently they were engaged enough to counter it. It did a lot to explain why people like Zee hadn't taken them out years ago. And the necromancy made sense too, given the whole Talon thing.

"Ok…" I paused. "Are you planning to try to tip off the rest of the Court that you're currently under my control?"

To my surprise, she seemed uncertain. "I'm still deciding. What you've given me is…intoxicating. My youth back. My beauty. I think you could do more. Make me even younger. The idea of that is almost orgasmic." Shuddered at the thought.

"That's it?" I said in disbelief. "I throw you a few decades and you're my bitch for eternity? Because I'll be honest, that is UNBELIEVABLY shallow. And if you knew me at all you would find that statement absolutely hilarious coming from somebody like me."

Her eyes narrowed. "Do you know what it's like? To be a star? To be beautiful and adored and BELOVED. To watch it all rot away, feel the vitality drain from your body as your flesh withers? I was a goddess. Men followed at my heel, drooling at my mere presence. I wielded my body like a weapon. And now…I'm a sad old woman desperately trying to stay sexy and trying to suck youth out of the cocks of men half my age with my sad old cunt."

The venom in her voice was jarring. I just kind of blinked at her. "Wow…you're like…completely batshit huh? You're still pretty hot in my opinion, but I'm hardly going to bend over backwards to talk you OUT of serving me. So you're saying you'll work for me. Loyally. Because you should be aware, you're LITERALLY going to have to suck your youth out of my cock. Though the hole you use is dealer's choice."

She shrugged. "I've been searching for youth restoring potions and elixirs for a decade. I've tried everything. Glamours don't do anything real, bathing in the blood of virgins doesn't work without the proper rituals, and none of the divine pantheons will trade the various fruits or elixirs of immortality to someone as small time as me. I was stuck like this, a walking corpse rotting away inside my own skin."

I raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to finish. Apparently 'answer me honestly' wasn't specific enough. I really should have added 'and get to the fucking point' damn this bitch loved the sound of her own voice. Seeing my impatience, she skipped ahead. "The short answer is yes. I will serve you. I'll try to alert the Court as well, of course, I'm not one to take things on faith. But I'll attempt to convince them to hold off on killing you to free me until I've gotten your secrets."

Her eyes had gone wide as she said that last bit, and I saw her try desperately to stop talking, even biting her own tongue to attempt to stop it. With my cum still in her system though it healed nearly instantly.

"Yeah." I said with a smile. "The mind control thing. I did say to answer me honestly. I take it you were trying to distract me by being long winded?"

Lips pressed tight together she glared at me. "I find teenagers are impatient. Go on for long enough and they stop listening. I enjoy a nice thick young cock as much as the next woman, but I draw the line at listening to them talk, so I do my best to make sure they want to avoid conversation."

That drew a snicker out of me. "You're just a nasty old slut aren't you? You going to be ok in the bedroom now that you've lost some years. No more grandma kink."

She seemed to cringe at that. "I suppose I'm mommy now then." She gave me a hungry grin. "You want to try out my new body darling? We can find out together how enjoyable it is fucking with a new kink."

"Focus up." I said sharply. "First thing, you aren't to tell, signal, write, or otherwise communicate to anyone anything about this arrangement in general or me in particular barring anything they already know, nor are you to allow them to find out through inaction should you be capable of preventing it."

From the grimace on her face I could tell that she couldn't see any loopholes. "Secondly, should you think of a method that could be even tangentially construed as a way to circumvent those instructions you are to cease whatever you're doing at that moment and contact me, or if I am unavailable, contact one of my representatives, whose instructions you will then follow unfailingly until the next time we regain contact. Is that understood?"

Her skin got paler and she got more annoyed as time went on, I could see how angry I was making her, not that I cared. She was mine now, but she'd need to earn me giving a shit about her beyond keeping her in decent shape. She gave a tight, jerky nod to show that she understood and I heaved a sigh of relief.

I didn't like micromanaging my people. I preferred to motivate them positively. But Geri was far too old and dangerous for me to trust with the loose restraints I kept on my other team members. She would ABSOLUTELY kill me and dissect me to find out how I made her younger if she got the chance. That was an unpleasant loophole I hadn't really considered before.

"That said." I continued, deciding that I needed SOME carrot to go with all that stick. "Should you show loyalty and please me with your conduct, not only will I restore more of your youth, I will improve your body to the point where you'll never need anyone to restore it again. I'll give you back not just the strength of youth, but a power beyond what you've ever had before. What would you do to earn such a gift."

She gave a shuddering breath, her mouth still hardwired for honesty. "Anything. I'd let you do anything to me. Kill anyone for you. Debase myself in any way necessary." Her eyes narrowed. "Have you given this gift to Silver?"

It was almost cute seeing her so sulky "Not yet. I'm planning to. At least, if you mean the upgrade. If you mean my cum then she's had gallons of the stuff by now probably. Does that make you jealous?"

"Yesss." She hissed. "Little whore. She was even prettier than I was. It was why I had to send her away. My idiot husband became obsessed. I killed him trying to sneak into the bitch's room. As if I wasn't good enough anymore. That was the first night I used her. Her cunt was so sweet. I hated it."

I had to try not to laugh. "Shit, you're a fucking menace to society. Killing virgins, abusing girls you're supposed to be training, murdering your own husband. I think I'll get some use out of you. You aren't to kill any of my girls under any circumstances, nor women I'm interested in barring legitimate self defense. Hell, you can't kill anyone except in self defense, and you can't harm me or allow me to come to harm under any circumstances either."

Not that I expected she was capable of that, but it didn't hurt to work that into her instructions. Just because I didn't LIKE to micromanage didn't mean I didn't know HOW. I was pretty sure I hadn't missed anything obvious. I was curious about one thing though. "Why did you invite me here? Just to fuck me and lord it over Silver?"

Her face tightened. "Yes. I was going to manipulate you into becoming obsessed with me and then force you to abandon her. Then I was going to take her in and use her body again before I killed her. I despise how wet she makes me. She's like the daughter I never had."

I blinked at her. "You're going to schedule sessions with my in house psychiatrist once this undercover op is over. You might legitimately be TOO crazy for me to use effectively over the long term, and I didn't think that was possible." The irony of ME being the one to say that wasn't lost on me, but this bitch was a special kind of nuts even by me admittedly loose standards. She made CHERRY look well adjusted.

Her face froze. "Undercover op?" Her pupils dilated, clearly realizing that this situation was possibly much worse than she had expected.

With a grin, I plucked off my mask. I'd put safeguards in place, and a bit of extra fear and desire wouldn't hurt. I felt my body shift as I grew back to my full height, shooting her a toothy grin. "Ah, I should introduce myself. Nicholas Lord, dragon extraordinaire. Welcome to my whore'd." Oddly, I don't think she even got the joke before she passed out.

April 22nd 2016 Brightedge City, Powers Estate 12:00 PM EDT

I had to throw together another mask before having Geri call Raven to the library for us. Seeing my demoness in her skimpy thong and corset made me desperately want to spend the rest of the day inside that hellisbhly delightful pussy, but sadly we had work to do. I noticed a smug smirk in my direction when I had the impulse though, or at least what passed for one on that pretty face.

"Rachel." I said, deciding that it would be easier to keep Geri need to know. She was thoroughly bound when it came to me, but the more information she had the better the chances she'd find a loophole. "I thought I'd introduce you to our newest compatriot. Geri here has decided I can give her what she needs in more ways than one, and has decided to come under my banner as a subordinate."

Being vague was my best choice here. While I knew that Raven wanted free of her father enough to just swallow it even if I told her about the system, I wasn't ready to let her in yet. Preferably I'd wait until she was Branded to tell her. Sue me, I have trust issues.

She knew I hid things though, and all this wasn't bothering her, so it didn't really matter. Despite that, she seemed annoyed. "I'd have liked to know this was a possibility." She said with a pout, crossing her arms under her already bursting cleavage. That fucking corset had them goth jugs a poppin.

I shrugged. "Want to make God laugh? Tell him your plans. We make do with what we have. Geri being mine now is useful because it lets me question her thoroughly without needing to dance around it. You can sit in since this is going to be your op moving forward to." Weirdly she didn't question Geri's dedication, she probably sensed the mix of caution and excitement going through the crazy old slut's head.

She nodded, sitting down primly and looking intently at Geri. She didn't say anything, which made me smile. Rae was the quiet type most of the time, unlike that big titted slut who played her at that restaurant. I drooled a bit internally thinking of having a REAL Raven sandwich, and promised myself that would happen at some point. Preferably soon.

"Geri." I said to my newest acquisition. "Tell us what you can about the Court's operations in the city. Whose in charge, how has that changed since things went crazy, what are their weaknesses. You can start with the ones we know if you like."

She nodded, her eyes fixed on Ravens jugs nearly as tightly as mine had been a second ago. I couldn't blame her, who doesn't like tig ol' biddies? She snapped out of being titnotized pretty quick when I addressed her though. "Hm? Oh. Yes. Well, you met Benedict St. Germain. He's a sadist. Likes to hurt his women. He keeps the damage superficial, and pays them to agree, so it hasn't backfired yet, but he's not…I wouldn't leave him alone with any woman you particularly like."

She didn't sound…sympathetic, exactly, as much as pitying. It was nice to know she wasn't completely dead inside I guessed. "Roger likes to paw at girls as you saw, and his wife Prudence has had more dicks than a PI convention, but other than that they're not objectionable sorts, for court members. That marks the end of the ones you know, and the ones who deserve to walk this earth even a little."

Her face twisted into a grimace at the next one. "Andreas Deerly is a serial killer. There's no other word for it. He finds and murders people, usually torturing them first. He doesn't have a specific victim profile, he picks them up at the bus station. Finds the ones who look hopeful and sad and offers them a place to stay. He is EXTREMELY well connected, with family businesses intermingled with the interests of the League of Shadows, or I'd have had him killed years ago."

She actually sounded angry, and I raised an eyebrow. "I wouldn't have expected you to be the type to get sentimental about victims, Geri. What happened to the crazy bitch who wanted to fuck and then kill my treasure."

Glaring at me, she raised her lip in a sneer. "I help the girls in this Court. Protect them. I teach them to survive and what's expected of them. If I need to put one of them in her place that's my right, but it doesn't mean I don't care. I ABHOR scum like Deerly. I'd never let him near one of my girls."

I decided not to point out how fucking nuts it was that she was willing to murder one of the people she was so insistent on defending. I gestured her for her to continue. "Ana Sarkov seduces good looking young men and then castrates them when she's done. She usually also kills them, but that really depends on if they seem like they'll leave her alone."

Raven made a disgusted sound, finally breaking under the deluge of awful. "These people are monsters." She said, her quiet voice hard and sickened. "And why are so many of them sexual deviants. Not that the murderer is better, but knowing there are so many predators in the city…it's awful."

I didn't flinch, looking her right in the eye.. "Agreed." At her surprised look, I frowned. "I am and have been a shady motherfucker, but I'm not a rapist. Forcing yourself on another person is fucked up, even as an inhuman sociopath I knew that on some level. I'm almost definitely going to kill every single one of these people once we find the Fear Host. You ok with that?"

She nodded. "Yes. I don't like to play judge, jury, and executioner, but these people…" She shuddered, nodding to Geri. "Her mind is twisted and very broken, but even she's nauseated by the people she's talking about. The world will be better off without them, especially since they seem to be beyond legal ramifications."

I was kind of proud, honestly. Raven was a hero, the real kind, even if she was only half human, but she clearly had a better grasp on what needed doing than the Justice Fucks. Maybe it came from her empathy, but it was nice to deal with a cape who wasn't afraid to admit that the world would be better off without some people.

It was kind of weird hearing about all this. Where as a fae (basically) I would have just seen all that as shit to hold over their heads, now I was…pissed. I imagined that guy picking up Barbie at the bus station, or Benedict smacking around Amy, and my fucking teeth gritted so hard I thought they might crack.

Geri continued, listing more people. Some did things that didn't bother me much, some did things that made me even angrier. I wasn't used to caring what others did, but they were in MY city, where my girls lived. Granted, most of them would be safe, but not all. What about Thorn? Who was still a normal girl?

I could give a fuck less if they kept their deviant bullshit out of my town, but I was becoming increasingly convinced that the Court of Owls needed its fucking nest cleaned out. After she finished, I looked hard at her. Geri squirmed in place, seeming uncomfortable. "Have any of them been acting strangely lately?" I asked mildly.

Narrowing down our suspect pool would help Raven confirm the Fear Host. Geri nodded. "Deerly has been…absent. Often. He's a distractable old monster, but he usually makes time for the Court. Johann Strauss has been acting odd as well, being more forceful, and some of his enemies have had…accidents. More than is usual. Barton Harrow is the last. He's something of a mystery, but his demeanor has changed."

The latter two were among the previous listed Court members, and their secrets were nearly as disturbing as the Deerly. I sighed in disgust. Because of course it couldn't be that easy. Raven put a hand on my shoulder. When I looked at her, her eyes bored into mine. "We WILL find who has come after you, but more than that, we will make sure these people never hurt anyone again."

That was crazy to me. The fear I felt at the thought of my girls getting hurt. Raven felt that for EVERYONE. Not just in the abstract either, like most heroes. She FELT that. Could perceive the emotions of the loved ones of every victim. I reached out and pulled her into a hug, not knowing what else to do.

She stiffened against me, confused but not blindsided after feeling my emotions toward her just now. After a second she hugged me back. Just like last time it felt odd, but not bad. I held her for a minute, then stepped back, clearing my throat.

"Anyway, we need to get them all in one place so you can feel things out." I said pensively. "We could do the one at a time thing, but it would blow our cover, and if we end up having to kill one of them first it might alert the others. I don't feel like chasing them across the damned planet if they decide to bolt."

She nodded, cheeks still flushed and eyes down after the hug. It was kind of adorable. I looked at Geri, raising an eyebrow. "Well? If I'm going to keep your crazy ass I'm going to want usefulness. How do we get them all together?" I had a few ideas, but since she knew them better I figured it would be smart to listen to what she thought. Plus I wanted to put her on the spot and let her know she was on thin ice.

Taking a shaky breath, Geri smiled at me worriedly. "I would suggest throwing a party, sir. Something to lure them in. I could supply some of my girls. I can't see any of the men turning down a chance to mingle with the young, sexy, impressionable court members I take under my wing." She swallowed hard. "Unless you're worried about putting them in danger."

"What?" I said blankly. "I don't know any of those bitches. Why would I care if they're in danger?" Raven glared at me clearing her throat. "I mean…I…do care, if they're in danger?" I said hesitantly. "Because they're…innocents? Or something?" My demoness rolled her eyes, but seemed to accept that. "Right. They're innocents and we don't put those in danger. So…I'll protect them. But we're still totally doing it."

Geri looked a bit confused, but shrugged. "Fair enough. I'll get my little birdies all ready for the party. Do you have a location? I can have my decorator call your people. If you don't I can arrange something, though it'll be a harder sell. A last minute event at an unknown place is…suspicious. I can probably make it happen, but they might cotton on to the fact that they're being lured with how hard I'd need to push."

I held up a finger, flipping out my phone and making a call. "Hey, Silver? I need to use the house for a party. Court stuff. You cool with that?" I smiled and nodded. "Good girl." Hanging up I shot Geri a grin. "It's handled. Coordinate with Silver." I let my eyes bleed to their draconic state. "And PLAY NICE. If I have to pick one of you, it's her. Don't make me kill you while you're still useful."

I'd never killed one of my girls and I'd prefer never to change that, but if Geri tried her crazy bullshit I'd make an exception. She bowed low, clearly equal parts terrified and horny. I really needed to make sure she never met Cherry. They would either kill each other or become best friends, and I wasn't sure which was scarier. Oh well, a problem for another time. For now I had a party to plan.

April 23rd 2016 Brightedge City, Silver's Mansion 6:00 PM EDT

This party had been a mess to set up, but luckily, between Silver and Geri we'd mostly pulled it off. Silver, for her part, was either very good at remaining calm or simply didn't really know how nuts Geri was about her. It was amusing watching my newest girl glare half angrily and half hungrily at Silver's candy ass as my treasure strutted around the ballroom in yoga pants and a tank top with her hair in a ponytail.

And yes, I said ballroom. Silver had one sitting around for just such an occasion, and she was insistent on being point on this party because it was her house. In reality I think she was asserting her dominance over her former mentor as current bottom bitch. She was even ordering Raven around, which my goth demoness was taking with good humor.

"So." Silver said. "Final checks." She looked at Geri archly. "Did all the girls fit into their costumes? I won't be made a fool of at the first party I've thrown on my own. When daddy gets back from his business trip in Thailand I want to be able to tell him about what a roaring success this was."

Silver had confided in me that 'business trip in thailand' was code for 'Gotham was overrun with fairies and he was scared and ran away'. Luckily for us her father wasn't sure things had settled yet and was steering clear. I didn't remember him much from when I was a kid (I'd been distracted at the time) but knowing he was a little bitch who bailed on his own daughter made me dislike him.

Not that I begrudged him running. I'd planned to get out of dodge myself. But I'd also planned to take my girls with me, even if it hadn't worked out like that. Leaving your own kid behind in a hellish fairie wasteland was shitty, even by my old sociopathic standards. By my current ones it was almost enough for me to consider just crisping the asshole when he showed his face.

Geri looked annoyed, but let out a loud whistle. The party was in like an hour, so the girls had to be here by now. And…they were. There was a shuffling and about a dozen gorgeous teens filed out.

They looked hot as fuck. Some pale, some olive-skinned, and some with darker skin tones, there were several body types represented. Some of the girls had fat asses, some in combination with small tits, some with large, some were busty without much booty. Some were athletic and toned and some were soft and curvy.

It was like an all you can fuck buffet, and the clothes did NOT help. Bunnies. Cute little slutty bunnies with the ears and the tails, except all the rest of their outfits were a strategic mix of mesh and skimpy fabric that made it clear these bunnies wanted a carrot.

None of them seemed upset about it, luckily, though some blushed and partially hid behind other girls, Geri looked smug, Silver looked approving, and Raven looked away with a mild blush that I suspected was more based on what she was feeling from me than any particular hunger for bunny flesh.

My platinum treasure nodded. "Not bad. They look sexy. They just need to strut around and serve the food. None of them will be in any danger, since we're planning to take the most dangerous of these assholes out tonight anyway." The serial killer was going to die here, regardless of if he was the Fear Host. I wasn't letting him loose in a city my girls lived in.

Raven looked concerned. "What if they get handsy or try to hurt them? The girls are pretty vulnerable like that. This whole bait thing is starting to seem like a bad idea."

Luckily Geri had already considered that. She shook her head. "No. It's why I'm supplying the girls." She pointed out a busty blonde. "That's Samantha Cerrigan, her father is the city comptroller." Then she gestured at a bottom heavy latina with a sweet innocent face. "Olivia Rodriguez, her mother runs DevaTech's research division. My girls are the daughters of the Court's higher ups. They were sent to me for training and showing some skin won't be a problem, but touching would NOT go over well and anyone coming tonight knows it."

"Which will be more than just those three I take it?" I said with a sigh. I didn't feel like mixing with the dregs of the court, but if we just invited the targets it would be suspicious. I knew that, even if I didn't particularly like it.

The three girls all gave me a flat look and I rolled my eyes, muttering under my breath about controlling women. Raven must have caught it, because she gave me a quiet smirk (or the Raven version) and a wink. Her expression remained otherwise deadpan, and I smirked back at her, imagining those pretty lips wrapped around my dick.

"In any case." Said Silver firmly. "We have everything lined up. The hors d'oeuvres and catering were handled by a company my father uses for business dinners, the ice sculptures were bought on commission, and we've hired a few sexy waitresses to mingle among the girls and give the illusion that they're all competent waitstaff, though obviously they aren't and most of them won't even touch a tray."

Geri nodded, running down a checklist of possible things Silver might have missed, and looking half proud half annoyed when the younger girl got it right. I was going to fuck both of them at some point before this was over, just to see what that old slut would do if I let her run wild with my treasure's body. She couldn't harm her, so it would probably be quite a show.

Once that was done we went to get ready. I was mostly dressed well enough, though I slipped on a mask like the rest of the Court, since I was now a member I had to play the part. Geri had her own mask, which would have somewhat helped hide her new youthful state, though not as well as the other mask I'd made her.

I hadn't gotten many points from Geri, though I had gotten plenty from Silver's little party prep sessions. I ended up at four point five million, between helping with party prep and getting new items as she stocked up, I was close to where I'd been before. I had played with the idea of giving some of the girls upgrades, and I still might, but I didn't want to jump the gun

There was a knock on the door to the spare room I'd been changing in, and I opened it to find Raven in that same deliciously sexy cocktail dress. She looked me over slowly before nodding. "You look good."

I smiled and waved her inside. "Thanks, I take it you wanted to talk about something? Unless you snuck back here for a quickie before the party?"

She snorted, rolling her eyes as she walked past. To be fair her eyes weren't all that was rolling, and drooling at that butt cleavage was distracting. She snapped her fingers in front of my face a few times. "No. I'm not here for sex. I wanted to discuss what you're hoping to accomplish tonight."

Her voice was…uncertain, and I gave her a soft smile under my mask. "You're not sure you can participate since I'm going to kill people?" Raven was, at her core, a lone wolf. She didn't work with teams, and her life until now gave her a more…flexible morality. Magic users in general seemed to be more open to killing enemies, but this wasn't exactly that.

Averting her gaze, she bit her lip. "I just…I know they're terrible, and I've felt pain from victims of people like that before. But is this really ok? To take the law into our own hands like this? I know that might sound odd coming from a vigilante but…"

I waved her off. "No. It doesn't. It sounds like…" Weirdly, I felt like I needed to be honest here. Not just because of the empathy, but because she deserved that. Raven was a good girl. "It sounds like you care. I don't, not really. They're bastards and they're a threat to my people. I don't care about the 'sanctity of life' if that's even a thing. Do you want to wait back here?"

She could sense the whole house if she pushed, so we didn't need her on site. She might feel them die, granted, but I was pretty sure I could kill them quick enough for them not to even notice if I pushed.

To my surprise though, she shook her head sharply. "No. You're…you're right. These people are awful. They're just like the cult that offered my mother to my father. They hurt and use people, and the ones you're getting rid of are the worst of them. I don't want any of those girls to end up like my mother, or their children to end up like me."

I leaned down and kissed her softly, pulling her against me. I was getting better at this, sometimes people needed a hug, but Raven didn't, not right now. She needed to know she was wanted. I pulled back, leaving her breathless, and grinned at her. "I don't think that's so bad, I like how you ended up."

Her eyes swam with emotion, and possibly a shine of unshed tears. "You know what am and you still say that? What my father is?"

Winking, I gave her a mischievous smile. "You can call me daddy instead if it helps. Seems to work for Barbie and Cherry." I was into it when Barbie did it, and Cherry meant it in a more…all encompassing way, but I definitely wanted to hear Raven call me daddy at least once.

She smirked at me, and the look on her face was all the wanton sensuality I'd seen from her desires during sex, a face I'd never seen her make before. She leaned up and kissed me hungrily, then pulled back and patted my cheek. "Maybe if you're good. Or maybe I'll make you call me mommy, and show that old cow how its done."

Turning, she sashayed away, ass swaying, and I watched her go with pleasure. Damn she was fun. That had been…odd though. It hadn't been her demonic side, not with the ring suppressing, but it might have been a part of her nature more in touch with it. Offloading the choice onto a slightly darker Raven wasn't a bad plan, but I made a note to schedule her an appointment with Ingrid. I'd have to start paying her soon if I kept throwing girls at her. Maybe I should collect saner women? Nah.

With a shrug, I followed that pillowy goth ass down the hall, out into the ballroom where early guests and the band had started showing up. Glancing around, I took in the forms of the elites of the city, both cities really, as they flooded in, and smiled a bit. This was almost nostalgic honestly, just like parties with my dad when I was a boy.

I saw the three targets enter, and my smile became predatory. One of those three was most likely the Fear Host, and I'd make damned sure they didn't walk out of here. I was still curious what I'd get for destroying another system user. I was sure it would be something interesting.

There would be no reason to get rid of more of them otherwise, and I could tell the Greed System's creator didn't want the others around. I was curious why but it wasn't worth poking around at the moment, I'd learn more as I went along. Straightening my tie, I strode forward. I supposed I should mingle at least.

As usual pat-reon has the advance chapters at that site /malcolmtent. Hope everyone is enjoying the story. I had some fun with the smut in this one lol.