Victoire Weasley returned to her home tired and exhausted.
She had been out with her friends for most of the day, and she came home with a fatigued body and sleepy mind. She entered her home, not bothering to call out to her mother and father. Her father was probably still out at work, her brother, Louis, and little sister, Dominique were off doing Merlin knows what. Victoire certainly didn't care what those two did.
As for Victoire's mother…
Well, Victoire wasn't sure what her mother was doing. The woman had seemed so odd lately. Fleur would just disappear, sometimes for an entire day, only to come home exhausted. She'd fall on her bed with barely a word to Victoire, falling asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow, only to vanish again.
The young woman didn't understand her mother, but she told herself to just ignore it. Any attempt to ask her mother what she was doing was met with a smile and a little white lie. Whatever Fleur was doing, she refused to let her daughter learn about it.
Victoire just sighed, walking into her room and closing the door with her foot. She walked over to her full sized mirror, a symptom of her vanity.
While Fleur had pride in her appearance, Victoire was a bit more arrogant in her youth. There was no Dark Lord looming, no threat to the Wizarding World, nothing but a time of peace for her and her generation.
It allowed many of this generation to celebrate and enjoy their youth. For Victoire, it also fed her arrogance. She was free to wallow in her beauty, and the praise others gave her for her beauty.
She was a beautiful, blond-haired woman. A young girl that had the allure and confidence of a woman. She took off her shirt, groaning quietly as she looked at herself.
"Damn. Did they get bigger?" she thought aloud, staring at her bra covered chest. The white, lace bra tried and failed to hold her breasts. Her tits were almost spilling out, and she sighed with relief as she undid the bra.
Her breasts were large, quite possibly equal to her mother. In time, she'd probably get even bigger. Victoire felt a rush of pride at that. She was a gorgeous woman, and in this time of peace and serenity, she dreamed of becoming a model, walking on a runway, touting the latest fashion.
Maybe she would even earn a career in the Muggle world as a supermodel? She certainly looked the part.
Victoire groped herself, playing with her large, jiggly tits as she moaned quietly. She closed her eyes, imagining a man's hands on her body. A Prince Charming to whisk her away into the limelight.
She moaned, pinching her own nipple. The woman was a virgin, but she knew all about the dirty actions of men and women behind closed doors.
Victoire dreamed of the day a man would just take her. A man that would make lover to her, treat her like a queen, and more.
The woman bit her lower lip for a moment, giggling at the thought. She knew men looked at her with lustful eyes. She knew they wanted her, but no one would be getting a piece of her just yet. She was waiting for Mr. Right.
Victoire took off the rest of her clothes, leaving herself naked as she shook her hips and pulled her panties down her body. Her clothes laid on the floor as she fell onto her bed, and pulled the blanket over her naked body.
She let out a sigh of contentment, knowing what her dreams were going to be consumed by. She imagined her perfect man treating her like royalty as she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.
Victoire slept soundly, completely ignorant of the fact that her own mother was looming just outside her door, watching through the crack between the door and the door frame. She watched her daughter fall asleep, and after a moment of waiting, the mother grinned.
Tonight, her daughter would enter her Master's harem.
Victoire slept soundly, lost in a deep slumber. James and Fleur stood over her, and the mother watched as her Master judged this cow on her worth. It was like Fleur was trying to sell her daughter, hoping that James would find her meat to be suitable for his needs.
James placed a hand on Victoire's breast, squeezing and rubbing the flesh with a smile. He pressed down on the soft tit, before he lifted his hand and drove a single finger against her nipple. He pushed it down, before watching with a smile as it slowly rose back in place.
He caught her nipple between his fingers, pinching it, before he tugged on it, lifting her breast off of her chest. He waved her breast back and forth, before dropping it, listening to the quiet clap it made.
His other hand fell on Victoire's head, stroking her golden locks as he smiled. He looked at Fleur, and gave his slave a small nod of approval, telling her that her offer was acceptable. Her god accepted this tribute, and Fleur knew she would be awarded for her actions.
Fleur didn't care if she was a mother. She didn't care if this was her little girl, her own daughter that she raised from birth. She would give up almost anything in her Master's name.
Heaven help her husband if James ever wanted him out of the picture.
"Get her ready for me," he whispered, and Fleur nodded her head, taking off her own clothes as James began to pull down his pants. They fell to the ground, just like Fleur's dress, and soon the two were naked.
Fleur got onto the bed, laying her head down between Victoire's legs. She saw her daughter's pussy, smiling as she licked her lips. With no hesitation, the mother leaned forward, tongue stretched out as she began to slowly lick her daughter's pussy.
Victoire didn't move at first. Then her mother's tongue licked her pussy again, rubbing against her clut. Fleur's tongue flicked against it, lightly smacking it, and then her little girl began to shudder. Victoire moaned as Fleur wrapped her lips around Victoire's clit, gently sucking on it as the young woman quivered.
James was not to be forgotten, of course. He placed his hand on Victoire's breast again, squeezing and molding it, kneading it like dough as he leaned down to steal her first kiss. He kissed her, sucking on those plump, pillowy lips.
She moaned into his mouth, and her dreams betrayed her. Victoire was dreaming of kissing her Prince Charming, the man of her dreams. Her hero who held her in his strong arms… She kissed James back, still sound asleep as her lips gently pressed against his.
James was surprised, but happy with the results as he kept kissing her, sucking on her lip as Victoire's mouth's tongue penetrated her. Fleur's tongue dived into Victoire's womanhood, tasting her wet juices as the woman began to moan louder into the kiss.
James moved his hand to her other breast as Fleur's lips gently nibbled on the woman's cunt, teasing her wet folds. She gave her daughter's pussy the kind of attention and affection a lover would give another, and that wasn't a completely wrong simile.
It was just that Fleur was doing this all for the man she loved. Her Master. Fleur moaned as she tasted her daughter's moist pussy, and those vibrations went up Victoire's body, making her tremble in response.
Her dream was beginning to better reflect her reality. A Prince Charming to kiss and fondle her tits, but someone else between her legs. It was so scandalous, so naughty, but the thought of some man kissing and licking her pussy…
No. Victoire wanted someone soft. She didn't want to be some slut who slept with more than one man. That thought disgusted her. She wanted to be a one man kind of girl, but the amount of girls Victoire could be with…
That did turn her on. Victoire had never considered herself a lesbian, but she had found a few girls attractive in her life. The thought of being caught between a man and another woman, both pleasuring her… That made her so wet, and her dream mirrored that.
Her handsome man kissing her, groping her tits, while a beautiful woman licked and kissed her pussy. Victoire shuddered as she imagined putting on a show for her man with the other woman, kissing and returning the favor later…
James had a key inside Victoire's mind. It was easy to give it a twist, and open all the darker hungers and impulses Victoire didn't even know she had. He wanted to turn her into a truly depraved slut, and that plan was working splendidly as Victoire moaned against his lips.
James' tongue entered her mouth, and she stirred slightly as his tongue explored her. He tasted every inch of her mouth, moving it around and smacking it against her teeth. He found her tongue and he pushed against it, showing who was dominant as Victoire finally began to stir.
She woke up to find someone kissing her, and at first, she kissed back, pushing her tongue against the stranger's. Then she realized what was happening, and she tried in vain to push him off of her. He was far stronger than her, though.
He kept their lips pressed together, making it hard for her to breathe as Victoire realized that someone was licking her pussy. She kicked her legs at them, but once more the beautiful blond witch was overpowered.
Her legs were held down as those soft lips continued, and Victoire whimpered as she felt pleasure surge through her body, going through her like lightning through a conductor. Victoire rubbed her body against her bed, trying in vain to break free
She didn't want this. She didn't want this… but her body did. Her body loved every bit of the two strangers' touch. Her body loved the tongue in her pussy, and the lips pressed against her own. A hand squeezed her breast, and Victoire shuddered as she felt her orgasm fast approaching.
The final straw was the person between her legs, dragging their tongue against her clit, took their slender fingers and pushed them into Victoire. Three fingers thrusted into her, moving back and forth as Victoire cried into the other person's mouth.
Her moans were muffled as her eyes rolled upwards towards her skull. She came from those fingers, shaking as her tongue wriggled with the other.
It was one of the biggest orgasms in Victoire's life. Her body trembled, shaking as her hands tried once more to push him away. She failed, of course, so instead her nails dug into his bare chest, doing nothing as she marveled at how strong and firm this man felt.
So muscular… so manly.
Her mother tasted Victoire's cum, and she licked it up, moaning at the delicious taste as she made sure to slather her lips with the sweet nectar.
Victoire's orgasm made her muscles spasm and her brain burn. Her energy was ate away from her already exhausted body as the kiss was finally broken. A trail of saliva linked their mouths, before breaking and falling onto her face.
He even spat on her, spitting right onto her cheek. She couldn't help but moan, stretching her tongue out to lick up the spot. She panted, shaking as she saw just who was licking her pussy.
Her own mother, Fleur Weasley, rose up, kneeling on the bed with a smile as Victoire's blood ran cold. Did she… did she really just cum to the feeling of her mother licking her pussy?
As if to answer her question, Fleur fell on top Victoire, pressing their large breasts together and forcing a kiss on the young woman. Victoire's eyes widened, but her mother placed her hands on Victoire's face, holding her in place as Fleur's tongue thrusted into her daughter's mouth.
The kiss was passionate, at least on Fleur's end. Her tongue smacked and swirled inside her little girl's mouth, as if she was making sure that Victoire could taste her own pussy juices. Oh, and her daughter did taste them. She tried to put on a mask of disgust, but she found the taste to be better than expected as her mother force fed her the cum.
James had his hand on his already hard cock as he watched the mother and daughter kiss. Damn, he loved breaking families together like this. There was something so fucking hot about two girls, both related to one another, making out like lovers for his enjoyment.
Of course, Fleur loved serving her Master, but what was more fun to the slut than obeying him?
Fleur and Victoire's kiss continued for a few more seconds. The mother pressed her leg against her daughter's pussy, rubbing it as Victoire moaned loudly, shuddering at the touch. Her body moved on its own, humping her mother's leg as Fleur's tits smacked against Victoire's. Their tits pushed against one another, rubbing up and down as James moaned.
Fleur could hear her signal, and she lifted her head up, breaking the kiss as Victoire gasped for air.
"M-mommy?!" she squeaked. "W-what are you-? Ahh!" James timed it just right, cumming as Victoire opened her mouth. Jets of cum rained down on the little girl, getting into her hair and falling onto her face.
Ropes of cum stained her fair skin, and much of it fell into her mouth. What didn't fall soon slipped in itself, almost as if his seed was driven to fill the slut up. Victoire gagged, and she swallowed some of the cum into her mouth on reflex as her eyes widened.
She tried wiping her face, only for her own mother to kiss her, pressing their lips together as she smeared the cum against her own beautiful face. Victoire moaned in protest as her mother's tongue entered her mouth again, and the two fought over the cum.
No! Victoire was trying to get the cum out of her mouth. She wasn't trying to to swallow it! She squirmed against her mother, whimpering into Fleur's mouth as the two swapped cum like it was spit.
Fleur broke the kiss and smiled at her little girl, panting as cum dripped from her lips and into Victoire's open mouth.
"It tastes good, doesn't it, Victoire?"
"N-no."
"Don't lie to me," she growled. "You should know better than to lie to your mommy." Fleur pecked her daughter's cheek, licking up some cum for herself, before she turned her child's head towards James. "This is James, honey. Your new father, but most importantly, your Master."
"M-Master?! Mom, have you lost your mind?! What about dad?! What about-?! Ah!" Victoire crumbled as Fleur dug her fingers into the other girl's breast. SHe drove her nails into the soft flesh as she growled.
"Forget about your that man. He's a weakling with a dick not even half as big as James. Your Master is better in every way than him."
"M-mommy, stop!" Victoire begged, tears in her eyes as she whimpered.
Fleur showed no mercy, though, frowning at the sight of her daughter's tears. Her frown turned into a smile as she giggled. "Oh, my poor, confused daughter. I see you need to be broken down into a proper woman. I had hoped you'd see reason, but I guess that was just too optimistic of me."
Fleur drove her knee into Victoire's pussy, and the younger woman moaned loudly as her mother's leg pressed against her clit. Ecstasy shot through her body as Fleur pressed her hand into Victoire's breast.
"M-mom, stop! P-pleas-mmmph!?" Fleur silenced Victoire with another kiss, pushing her tongue into her mouth and tasting James' cum on her daughter's tongue. The two continued to orally wrestle as Fleur flipped her body, rolling onto her back as Victoire now laid on top of her.
James got onto the bed, kneeling as Fleur wrapped her arms around Victoire, keeping her trapped against her montherly, voluptuous form. Victoire struggled, but her mother was far stronger than her as James placed a hand on Fleur's ass, stroking it.
"M-mommy, sto-mmph!" Any protests were met with more kisses as James grinned, watching the two kiss. Their tits rubbed against one another, hard nipples poking the other as James took his cock by the base and aimed it at Victoire's virgin cunt.
He savored this moment, listening to the muffled protests Victoire gave, only to be eaten away by the lips kissing her. Her own mother had betrayed her, selling her to him. It was so sad, so tragic…
The sadist in James was really loving this, and he couldn't stop himself from thrusting forward. His cock slammed into Victoire's pussy, and the woman finally broke the kiss with her mother to scream out in pain.
She whined, her voice revealing how much pain she was in as James broke her hymen. He popped her cherry, and there was a little bit of blood as James stopped, leaving half of his penis in her to get her ready.
A small mercy that was more out of pragmatism than anything else. James licked his lips as he squeezed the younger girl's ass. He rubbed her butt as her wet pussy tightened around his dick. Her muscles spasmed, stroking the sides of his cock.
The little slut was tight, just like her mother, and her pain quickly succumbed to pleasure as her wet pussy adjusted. She was already lubed up thanks to Fleur's mouth and the young woman's own orgasm.
It would be easy to fuck her once she was good and ready, and speaking of which...
James was done being merciful. He pushed the rest of his cock into her, and Victoire's cries rang out once more, but there was something different to them. An undertone of pleasure as James' cock pistoned in and out of her.
The older man knew exactly what he was doing, and despite Victoire's cries and muffled pleas, she could feel the pleasure overwhelming her. She tried to fight it, wrapping her arms around her mother and squeezing her. Victoire lowered her head and Fleur rose up, smothering her daughter's face in her large breasts.
Victoire's moans were muffled by her mommy's tits, and she kissed and licked them as the cock pounded her pussy. It rubbed against the walls of her cunt, sending volts of pleasure throughout her nerves, setting her body on fire as she mewled.
She bit and licked her mom's tits, sucking on the flesh, and trying to wrap her lips around one of Fleur's nipples. The two women clung to one another as James kept fucking them, making the bed creek under them.
Victoire was being overwhelmed. Her mother and her Master, n-no, this man, James, they were both too much for her, and now her body was betraying her. Her tears were wiped away by Fleur's tits as the young woman moaned.
She could feel herself cumming. Her muscles just kept spasming, and her pussy squeezed his cock. His balls were smacking against her body, and his precum stained her inner walls.
The beautiful, busty blond tried to fight back, to control herself, but she just couldn't. The pleasure was too much, and Victorie let out a loud cry of pleasure as she came on top of her own mother.
Her pussy clenched his cock, tightening around it as James groaned. He came, and his seed spilled inside of Victoire, gushing semen inside of her, coating the walls of her pussy with the real thing.
His thick, white cum filled her, coating her walls as Fleur finally freed her daughter from between her tits. Victoire wanted to gasp for air, but all she could do was scream as his seed filled her body. She could feel it churning inside of her, pumped straight into her womb.
Victoire shuddered as she laid on the ground, shaking from the force of her orgasm. She felt his sticky cum cling to her insides as her eyes opened and closed. They fluttered up and down as her mother smiled at her.
"Good job, sweetie. But we aren't done yet…?"
Victoire blacked out. She didn't see or hear anything as she slumbered, and she thought her mother and new father were actually being merciful. The truth was far from that, though. The truth was, it was just easier to move Victoire if she was asleep.
A hard poke was enough to wake the slumbering beauty, and she gasped, waiting up to find her mother's cunt before her, inches from her face.
"I think it's unfair that you got to have my lips on your pussy, and you got your own serving of Master's cum. What do you say we balance things out?" Fleur asked, and she moved her hips, bringing her pussy down onto her daughter's face.
Victoire whimpered, clearly trying to ignore the moist cunt before her, but her mother made it impossible as she gyrated her hips. Her pussy rubbed against Victoire's chin and nose, even rubbing against her lips as the older woman moaned.
"And I hope you don't mind me I have a bit of your creampie." Victoire was confused for only a moment, before she moaned loudly, feeling her mother's tongue lap at her cum filled cunt.
Victoire opened her mouth, and she couldn't help her tongue from slipping out, and dragging along her own mother's cunt. A long, slow lick that made her mother moan in pleasure.
"Ah, just like that, Victoire. You're a natural at licking pussy," Fleur laughed, kissing and licking her daughter's cunt, feasting on the white cum resting inside of her. Fleur practically slurped it into her mouth, smacking her tongue inside her little girl's pussy.
Meanwhile Victoria was trying to do the same with only some reluctance. She tasted her mommy's wet pussy, and she hated how good it tasted. She hated the shiver of excitement as the taste made her moan, and she really despised how it felt to have her own mother's cunt dripping precum onto her face.
The gorgeous blond felt so humiliated… and yet her pain had only just begun. Victoire gasped as she felt a familiar, hard prick press against her asshole. She tried to beg James not to, but her moans were muffled against Fleur's pussy.
James' cock pushed into her asshole, sinking into the tight hole with relative ease. His cock was still wet with saliva and pussy juices. It pushed deeper and deeper into Victoire, making her cry out in pleasure and pain as James took it slow.
He went about halfway, stuffing his thick member into her, and stopping before his entire beast vanish into her. He placed his hands on her ass, groping and squeezing it as he moaned. Her ass was even tighter than her cunt, and James couldn't help but raise up a hand to deliver a smack to her cheek.
He might have showed her some mercy, but it was always important to remind the slut where her place was. James lifted up his hand again, spanking Victoire once more, and she cried out in pleasure.
Her ass tightened around James' cock as he moaned again. It seemed like his new daughter had a spanking fetish, and she didn't even know it.
He made a mental note of that, before he dug his hands into her hips and he began to really fuck her butt. His balls smacked against her flesh as he plowed her, and Victoire began to really scream into her mommy's pussy.
"Ahh! S-stahp!" she cried, but she was ignored as James' thrusts went faster, pounding her ass while Fleur cleaned her pussy.
Victoire could feel her pussy being emptied, and she hated it, honestly, but she told herself it was because she was being humiliated here. She would never admit she loved the sensation of cum filling her body, or that she loved the ass pounding she was currently getting.
The busty blond had a firm, spankable ass that James loved to abuse. He continued to smack her ass, spanking her as he fucked her butt. Every blow made her ass squeeze down on his cock as Victoire whined, crying in pain and ecstasy as the cock pounded her.
She embraced her mother's lower half, digging her fingers into her ass as she came. She came to the feeling of getting her ass fucked, and she couldn't even move afterwards. She just moaned and mewled as she felt another warm serving of cum fill her, this time coating the inside of her asshole as James delivered one last slap to her ass.
Victoire could feel the cum churning inside of her, only to let out a weak and pathetic whimper as James pulled his cock out. Sperm fell onto Fleur's face, coating her as she moaned and let out a small whimper.
"T-thank you, my love. Thank you…" Victoire couldn't see anything, but she could hear, and she felt a mix of disgust and arousal as she realized cum was dripping out of her butt. It slid down her body, falling onto Fleur's face, who moaned in euphoric glee.
The white globs of semen caked her face as she tried to lick herself clean. James grabbed the gorgeous daughter by her hair and pulled. Victoire cried out in pain as she was pulled away from her mother and pulled aside on her cum stained bed. He gave her another tug, and Victoire did her best to obey.
The young woman saw her mother, the woman who raised her, licking cum off of her face, moaning as she placed her hands on her face, smearing the thick seed on her fair, flawless skin. Victoire shuddered, panting as her heart raced from the scene out of some degenerate porno.
She wished she could turn her face away, but every time she did, James pulled on her hair, forcing her to look at her mother's cum covered face. Fleur's wet and hungry tongue writhed on her lips, trying to catch cum dripping into her hungry mouth.
The older woman felt only the tiniest, inkling of shame, and all that shame did was turn her on. Her daughter was watching her act like a total whore, and she loved it. She loved humiliating herself right in front of her daughter, all for their Master.
She wondered if Victoire would take to life as a slave like she did. Her current reluctance didn't matter, of course, because soon, Victoire would be just as big as a slut as her. Fleur refused to have a daughter be anything less than a total slut for their Master.
Fleur turned her head, looking at Victoire with cum and saliva covered lips. She smiled as her daughter shook her head, begging her mother not to. Fleur didn't listen, though, wrapping her arms around Victoire as James released the younger woman.
Fleur kissed Victoire. The two gorgeous and busty blondes made out, their large breasts pushing against one another. The scene was incredibly erotic, and James grinned as he watched their tongues wrestle and Fleur fed the other woman his seed. The fact that they were mother and daughter only made it hotter as James touched himself, jerking off his cock to the sight of the two women making out.
Victoire tried and failed to escape. Fleur had her arms around her, holding their lips together as Fleur's tongue explored Victoire's mouth. She made sure to push cum into her mouth, to make sure the flavor and taste and even texture was burned into her mind. Victoire let out a muffled whimper, before moaning as her mother's hard nipples prodded her chest.
The kiss was soon broken, and a mix of cum and saliva linked their mouths as James grabbed his cock and jerked himself off. It only took a few strokes this time as he came, firing ropes of cum onto the two girls' chests.
Victoire gasped, face burning hot as she inhaled the strong odor, while Fleur moaned with approval, licking her lips as she embraced her daughter again. The two kissed, lips locked and tongues wrestling as their tits smeared cum onto one another.
Their tits were caked in semen as Fleur dominated the kiss, practically feeding her little girl saliva and cum, and Victoire was moaning, unable to help herself as her mother fingered her soaking pussy.
James chuckled at the show. The new slut wasn't broken yet, but that's alright. He would love breaking her with his harem. They could make it a little fun, family project.
It had been one day since Victoire Weasley had been taken by her mother and new father. They fucked her, and treated her like a whore, and Victoire hated herself for loving it. She loved the way they treated her, and the way they made her cum again and again.
After their threesome, James took the two gorgeous women to his home. Fleur was still awake, from what little Victoire was able to comprehend, while she was unconscious, still unused to the brutal pace that James put her through.
When they reached his home he allowed her some time to rest, but even asleep, she could hear James fucking her mother's pussy, pounding her cunt as Fleur begged for another daughter to give to James…
By the time Victoire had woken up, she had found more cum splattered onto her body and all over the bed she was allowed to use. She wallowed in the cum, rolling in her sleep in it, ignorant of the humiliation.
She was sure her mother and father loved it…
Some little voice in her head shouted at her. James was not her father. He was just a very sick man who had somehow corrupted Victoire's mother. He was a sick, horrible, well endowed man… Her face burned at the thought of him…
It wasn't easy, but she was able to limp her exhausted body to the bathroom and she gave herself a long, hot shower, washing his cum off of her body. It was a welcomed reprieved, but when she stepped out, she was reminded about just where she was.
She found an outfit laid out on the bed for her, and it was a new level of humiliation. A maid outfit, no doubt made as an insult to her mother's heritage. A note was left for her, twisting the knife as Victoire's pussy trembled.
'Get dressed and start cleaning. You're going to clean the hall outside like a good little French whore. - Master'
His message was clear, and Victoire couldn't see any point to arguing with the command. He'd probably fuck her ass if she did. Victoire gulped down spit, freezing up as she imagined that scene. Him, on top of her, holding her hands down to the bed as his cock slammed in and out of her ass.
She shuddered, feeling her pussy moisten. She tried to bury those feelings down, before she dries herself off and put the outfit on. It was festished for maximum sex appeal, and Victoire blushed as she realized James must have bought a small top for her to better emphasize her tits.
Of course, maybe her tits were just that large and finding a good size was difficult for her father.
Victoire's face burned once more as she thought of that man as her father. He wasn't her dad! He was her Master. No! He was just… just a man. A cruel, powerful man who held her life in his hands.
She sighed, trying to cool her warm body as she looked at herself in a mirror. Victoire, the proud, sensual woman felt like she was reaching new levels of sexual debauchery. There was something so… naughty about the clothes. She felt a shiver go up her body as she panted, pressing her thighs together.
The micro skirt didn't even cover her cunt. There were no panties to go with the outfit, and the only ones she had were soaked with her own juices from last night, so that left Victoire with nothing but a bra. A lacy bra that also acted as her only top, and that made sure to emphasize and draw the eye to her large breasts.
Her shoes were long, black shoes with heels over six inches long. They made her taller, but they also emphasized her ass, and every step made her butt jiggle. The only other thing she was allowed to wear was a lace collar, with the words 'James' Maid II' on it in pink cursive.
This was all the whore would have, and Victoire fought the urge to stay in the bedroom, touching herself.
She grabbed the duster that James left for her and she stepped out, shaking as she began to do as she was told. Honestly, the spoiled little blond had hardly cleaned a day in her life. She was used to leaving it to one of her siblings or her father.
Honestly, she wasn't even sure of what she was doing. She did her best to do her duty, dusting a cabinet as she looked for an exit in the mansion. She saw many closed windows and doors, and somehow she knew that none of those paths would lead to an exit.
There was one open door, and Victoire was foolish enough to believe there was a way out behind it. She approached the door, peeking into the crack between it and the frame, only to gasp as she saw a couple of familiar faces.
Her aunt Hermione, and her cousin, Rose, were on a bed together, locked in a passionate embrace. They were kissing, both naked as the day they were born as their hands explored one another.
It wasn't like when Victoire and her mother kissed. Those kisses were wild, frantic, and passionate, all to show their Master their devotion to one another. All to give him a show. Any pleasure they gave one another paled in comparison to the pleasure of serving their Master.
Victoire felt her pussy quiver as she thought back to last night. Being fucked by the older man, made to moan and scream as his cock plowed her body. He popped her virginity, claimed her in both her pussy and ass.
Just thinking about it sent shivers up her spine. Victoire tried to ignore the memories, and so she faced another challenge. She listened to Rose and Hermione kiss. The mother and daughter kissed like.. Lovers.
That's what shocked Victoire the most. The fact that the two were doing this and James wasn't even here to watch. They just chose to treat each other like this.
Victoire bit her lower lip, panting as she watched Hermione suck on her daughter's tongue, before pushing her down onto the bed.
"Mommy… Please, mommy. Fuck me," Rose moaned. Rose, her cousin… Victoire placed a hand on her bra covered chest, groping her breast. She kneaded her own tit, panting as Rose spread her legs apart. "I'm so wet for you, mommy."
"My little girl is such a slut," Hermione giggled, brimming with pride as she brought her head down, licking her little girl's pussy, tonguing and kissing the moist slit as Victoire's other hand moved.
Her legs were trembling, barely able to keep her standing as her other hand slipped under her micro skirt. Her hand found her clit, and she gave it a soft squeeze as she moaned, gyrating her hips as she imagined her mother treating her like such a… such a whore.
There was love and perversion mixed together in that room. Hermione dragged her tongue along Rose's cunt, and Victoire silently wished for the same treatment from her mother.
"Have you rode Daddy's cock today, slut?" Hermione asked, between kisses and licks.
"Y-yes, mommy! I-I did!"
"Good. Then you get a reward," Hermione grinned, placing a hand on one of Rose's breast as the other began rubbing against her pussy. Hermione rubbed her knuckles against her pussy, before she began fingering her.
Rose moaned loudly, gasping as three fingers pushed in and out of her. Victoire was a few feet away, but she swore she could still see cum dripping out of Rose. Her juices spilled onto the bed, staining it as she trembled.
"M-mommy, please! Harder! More! I-I need more!"
"Well, maybe we should just go find your daddy and have him fuck you again. You seem utterly insatiable, my little Rose," Hermione laughed, before she plunged her tongue into her daughter's pussy.
Victoire could hear the moans that Rose gave, gasping and panting in pleasure as they made a mockery of the bond between mother and daughter. It was impossibly hot, and every moment of the show made Victoire's legs feel weak as she sucked on her lower lip.
She wanted her mommy. She wanted her new daddy She wanted to feel pleasure like that, to lose control, to beg for more…
Victorie began fingering herself, trying to match Hermione's pace as the mother fingered and licked Rose's womanhood. The blond's moans almost slipped out of her mouth, but she kept her lips sealed, suppressing her urges as she drove her fingers into her cunt. Victoire's eyes fell shut as she imagined joining in, or better yet, all of them sharing Master's cock at once.
She fell to her knees as she imagined her Master's athletic, toned body on top of her. She fingered herself as quickly as she could as she imagined him fucking her, making her his little bitch, reducing her to a slave for him to fuck...
That was when a pair of hands touched Victoire's sides, and the beautiful blond gasped. She felt the hands grope her chest, pulling on the bra so that her tits spilled out.
"Ah, there you are, sweetie. Shouldn't you be helping me clean?"
"I-I…"
Her mother's voice giggled at her stuttering. Her lips kissed Victoire's ear, before licking it. Victoire tried to move her arms, but she was trapped with one hand against her breast and the other fingering her pussy.
"Oh, I see. You got distracted. Can't say I blame you. How long has it been since Master fucked you?" Fleur asked, kissing Victoire's neck. "Not being for so long… You must be so desperate and horny."
Her hands moved over Victoire's body, groping her untouched breast, squeezing and groping it as her other hand joined her daughter's. The blond beauty moaned, shuddering as her mother's fingers pushed into her pussy.
Victoire took out her own fingers and humped her mother's hand, riding those four fingers penetrating her. She moaned loudly, no longer listening to the voice begging her to be quiet or stay calm.
She rode her mother's digits as Fleur played with her body. Victoire, of her own choice, turned her head and opened her mouth, licking her mother's face. Fleur got the silent plea, opening her mouth and pressing her tongue against Victoire's.
The two kissed, and they had a mutual battle with one another. Their tongues wrestled as their hands pleasured Victoire. The younger woman could feel her orgasm fast approaching, only for Fleur to leave her daughter neglected.
She pulled her hands off of her, even pushing Victoire to the ground to further humiliate her. Her body hit the door, pushing it open as she fell into the bedroom Rose and Hermione were using for their fun.
Neither women looked shocked at the two's intrusion, and Victoire blushed as they drank in the image of her in such a scantily clad outfit.
"So sorry for the intrusion, Mistresses, but do you know where Master is? My daughter is craving his cock." Victoire wished she had the strength to yell at her mother, but she knew she couldn't. It was the truth after all.
"Oh, it's no problem," Hermione smiled, talking as casually as if Fleur was asking about a lost book. "I saw him in the living room, I believe."
"Thank you, Mistresses," Fleur curtsied, before she grabbed her daughter by her hair and pulled. "Come on, slut."
Victoire squeaked, standing up, shaking as Rose and Hermione ogled her body. She wanted to cover up, but she couldn't help but think that would lead to a punishment of some kind. Instead she stood beside her mother, letting Rose and Hermione stare at her large tits.
"Y-yes, mother."
"Have fun, Victoire," her cousin, Rose, smiled, blowing a kiss to the two as Fleur led her daughter like a dog on a leash. The younger woman's face burned as she heard the distinct moans and wet pounding of sex. It was growing louder, and she knew they were getting closer.
Seeing the scene still left Victoire breathless as her pussy quivered, still wet and horny from her mother's fingers.
James was indeed in the living room, but he wasn't alone. He was fucked Cho Chang while standing up, holding the woman in his arms as he pounded her pussy. Ginny was on her knees below her, licking and sucking on his balls, showering them in kisses.
Victoire's jaw dropped, and her face burned as she listened to Cho's voice. "Ahh! Harder, Master! Ah! Harry could never compare to this cock! I wish I dated you back at Hogwarts! I would have been so much ha-ha-happier!" She cried, cumming on his shaft as he filled her with his sperm.
Overfilled her, actually, and his seed dripped out to fall onto Ginny's head. Harry's wife stopped kissing his balls to open her mouth, catching the semen into her mouth as she moaned. "I-I wish I married you instead, Master. I will always hate Harry for keeping us apart… You're Lily's true daddy!"
James just smiled, as if he had heard it all before. It didn't make his victory any less sweet, though, as he looked at Fleur and Victoire.
"Ah. Hello, girls. Can I help you?" he asked.
"Go on, Victoire. Speak." Fleur released her daughter's hair and spanked her ass, pushing Victoire forward as the young woman trembled.
She was dripping on the floor, so utterly aroused and turned on by the older man. Her will was crumbling, breaking as she hungered for his mighty cock. She gulped, glancing down at James' cock as he pulled out of Cho and dropped her onto the ground. Ginny was quick to lick the cum out of her fellow slave as Victoire whimpered.
"I-I need you." He raised his brow, and she fell for him, breaking before his eyes. "I need you, Master."
James grinned, and he motioned her closer. She obeyed, and the two kissed as she wrapped her arms around him. Their lips and tongues met, wrestling like a pair of lovers as his hand fell on her ass, squeezing it.
What little remained of Victoire's resistance couldn't even be heard over their kisses and moans. His hard cock rubbed against her inner thigh, and she ground herself against it, rubbing her pussy along the shaft.
He picked her up, lifting her off of her feet as she wrapped her legs around him. He slammed his cock into her, and she began to bounce up and down as her loud moans filled the room. Fleur watched with pride as her daughter gave in, and she crawled on all fours to join the fun.
Fleur took Ginny's place, kissing and licking his balls, tasting the other mother's saliva as Victoire mewled.
"Ah! Master! Harder! Faster! Ah, it's all yours! I-I love you, Master!" She broke the kiss just to declare her love for him, before she kissed him once more, moaning as she sucked on his tongue.
Her arms fell on his shoulders and she helped him, lifting her body up and down the cock, squeezing it with every twitch of her muscles. James kept one hand on her ass, squeezing one cheek, while his other hand spanked her.
"You were a very naughty girl resisting me, slut."
"Ah! I-I'm sorry, Daddy! Punish me! Spank me! I'll be good!"
And James did spank his naughty little girl. He made her ass turn red, making sure both cheeks got equal punishment as Fleur's tongue bathed his cock. Precum and juices fell on the mother's face, and she opened her mouth, welcoming the sweet nectar with a moan. Her hand slipped between her legs, touching herself as James kept fucking his newest slave.
Victoire kissed whatever part of her new father she could reach. His cheeks, his lips, his forehead, she loved him. She adored him. She made sure her pussy was a tight hole for him, and she even moved her hips so that his cock could slam into another part of her cunt.
The bulbous tip of his shaft pressed against her G-spot, and she screamed in pleasure. "Daddy! I-I'm going to cum!"
James smirked, leaning his head down to kiss and suck on her neck. He left some scarlet marks on her, and she whined, not from the pain, but because she needed her Daddy's permission to cum. She knew that was what a good slut did. They listened to their Master…
"Daddy, please! C-can I cu-ahh…!" She moaned loudly as one of his fingers rubbed against her ass, pushing into her asshole. He fingered her butt, thrusting in and out as she bit her lower lip. She almost drew blood as she wanted so badly to cum, but without her Master's approval…
"I'm going to cum, honey," he whispered, with the sweet tone of a father mixed with his quiet moans and grunts. "Do you want it inside or-?"
"Inside! Inside! Please, Master!"
And he was kind enough to obey, spilling his cum inside of her. His seed shot into her cunt, filling her pussy as she screamed out in pleasure. She came with him, shaking from her orgasm as his seed spilled into her cunt.
He filled her womb full of his seed, and Victoire felt true joy at the sensation. Cum filling her, flooding into her, and seeping out from between his cock and her womanhood. It dripped down onto Fleur, who slurped it up with moans of pleasure.
James kept his cock inside of Victoire, letting the woman enjoy the sensation of most of his cum churning inside of her. Then he pulled out, and he dropped her into her mother's arms. Victoire laid in Fleur's embrace, feeling her mother's kisses on her face, and her fingers in her pussy.
'Mommy, that's mine," she whined, watching Fleur's digits finger her pussy. She held a glob of semen in her hands, before Fleur licked it into her mouth and kissed her daughter. The two made out, moaning as Fleur's cum coated fingers grope her daughter's breast.
"Now, now, honey. There's plenty to share. Right, Master?" Fleur asked after breaking the kiss. Semen and saliva linked her and her daughter's mouths as James grinned.
These two sluts were excellent additions to his growing harem, and it was only going to continue to grow… With a quiet laugh, James pulled at the women, deciding to give them another serving of his cum… or two.
"Indeed there is, Fleur. Come here, sluts."
"Ah, thank you, Daddy!"
"Me next, Master! I want your cock too!"