Innocent Devil S Harem Taboo Ch 54

Innocent Devil's Harem Taboo Ch. 54

-- Sex with blonde MILF. Daughter nervous.

Original: September 5, 2021

Submitted: August 22, 2024 to Literotica (Copyright 2021 Kaizer Wolf)

Tags: harem, incest (brother/sister, mother/daughter), taboo, group sex, orgy, urban fantasy, supernatural, shifter, big tits, redhead, blonde, MILF

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- CHAPTER 54: Threat -

Avery and Michelle were just leaving Kai's house when the younger blonde paused on the tiny front porch, the small patio and overhanging roof just large enough for two people to be out of the rain if the weather was bad. The two of them were planning to finally go grocery shopping, but now Avery felt a little uneasy, much more so than she'd felt just a few minutes ago.

Barely ten minutes ago, and she'd been in the middle of fisting her mom while she sucked on her clit, until the mature blonde finally orgasmed, with Avery initially feeling overwhelmed with lust and passion. However, shortly afterward, when her mom began to kiss her, clearly intending on making her feel good too, Avery began to feel like her libido was waning entirely, even though she hadn't gotten there yet.

Honestly, it was almost as if she

had

gotten there.

That she'd achieved intense pleasure from fisting her mom, even though she knew that she personally hadn't had a real orgasm. At the very least, it was enough for her to suggest that maybe she and her mom continue having sex later, after they'd gotten the grocery shopping done.

Something Michelle was perfectly fine with, having given her daughter a really passionate kiss, before going to clean up a little in the bathroom.

Honestly though, the way Avery felt now just caused her to wonder if maybe she'd partially been so horny because Kai had been horny, and that she lost that arousal in part because her man was satisfied now.

The idea felt a little crazy to her, since she doubted Kai and Serenity were having sex in a public place like the mall, but she couldn't help but feel like maybe she was reacting to her crush's feelings.

But now, as her mother locked the door behind them, she felt much more confident that she was reacting to something outside of herself.

And she wasn't sure what to do.

They definitely needed to get the shopping done. And she knew her man could take care of himself.

But something felt off.

Really off.

Avery focused on her mom when she spoke up.

"Something wrong, sweetie?" she asked affectionately.

"Umm, I'm not sure," Avery admitted honestly, although her tone was so casual that it was clear her mother didn't pick up that something might truly be wrong.

Michelle's tone was warm, reaching out to intertwine her fingers intimately with her daughter's.

The mature woman's tone was both affectionate and sultry.

"If you've changed your mind, honey, I can take you back upstairs to take care of you."

Avery gulped, her body beginning to shift, a part of her wanting her mother to do exactly that.

She then swallowed again. "Umm..." The feeling she'd been sensing diminished some, an intense anticipation in the pit of her stomach beginning to take its place. "Umm...okay," she finally managed.

"My sweet baby girl," Michelle cooed. "You're nervous about what I'm going to do to you, aren't you?"

Avery gulped loudly. "S-Sort of," she admitted, her face flushing more.

"Oh sweetie, that makes me so happy," Michelle said warmly, reaching out to cup the side of her daughter's face. "So happy that I make you feel this way. That these feelings I have for you are mutual." She sighed. "Learning of your father's infidelity was difficult, but now I'm so happy he's moved on. So happy that I can have you as my lover instead." Her tone dropped, becoming more seductive. "You and your man," she added. "Both of you, mine."

Avery was trembling now, her stomach in knots.

The mature blonde let go of her face and reached down for her hand, even as she unlocked the door again. "Let's go back upstairs," she whispered. "The shopping can wait. You made me feel so good, baby girl, and now it's my turn to return the favor."

Avery couldn't respond, as she obediently followed her mother back upstairs, the previous uneasy sensation fully disappearing, overshadowed by her anxious anticipation...

Of what her gorgeous mother was about to do to her.

* * *

The group of five guys who rounded the corner of the tall metal shelving inside the woman's clothing store were not at all what I was expecting. Certainly, based on the situation, I was beginning to suspect that she had multiple male kidnappers, but not ones who looked so nerdy, like they were on the 'mathematical theory' debate team.

To be clear, math was my strongest subject, and I had no qualms about admitting that I had great grades in school, largely just because I did all my homework and paid attention in class, which was all a great distraction from all the other things vying for my attention, especially at school.

However, these guys were the literal definition of nerdy, and not because of how they were dressed or even because they had glasses on.

Because none of them wore glasses, and they all had on pretty standard attire. In fact, a group of guys from a sports team, all hanging out together at the mall, might wear the exact same stuff. However, there was only so much clothing could do to hide their physical features.

Eyes too close together on one, nose far too large on another, eyebrows far too thick on yet another guy, and almost all of them had some quirk to the shape of their head, such as a forehead that was far too huge, or a chin that tapered in far too much to look normal.

But it was even more than that, since even physical features might be overcome with proper grooming and hygiene. It was also the obvious attitudes, looking very self-entitled and condescending.

Granted, it was also obvious there was a lack of self-care, as evident by the oily skin, somewhat unkempt hair on a few of them, along with outdated haircuts in general.

In particular, the guy standing in the middle of the group had greasy raven-black hair that almost went down to his cheeks, parted right in the middle, and framing the sides of his pasty face in such a way that his nose looked even larger, coupled with his dark eyes appearing even more beady than they might have otherwise. Seriously, it was like he got his hairstyle directly from a 'How to Look Nerdy without Glasses 101' book.

And without a doubt, he was the leader.

He identified himself right away by being the one to speak up, even if it wasn't already obvious from him being in the middle of the five, standing a foot in front of the others. However, not only was he the nerdiest looking, and the shortest, he also surprisingly had the most commanding presence, a bizarre contrast to his appearance.

When he spoke, his voice was hard and pompous, but also a little nasally.

"What the fuck is this?" he snapped.

His tone only pissed me off.

I wasn't normally someone who let others get underneath my skin, but everything about his attitude communicated that he believed he was above me in every way, like I was the scum of the world, not even worth talking to...

As if

he

was the king, and I was the peasant.

And I wasn't about to take this little bastard's shit.

Because

I

was a king.

"What the fuck is

what

?" I snapped right back, squaring my shoulders.

Surprisingly, he ignored me though, shifting his infuriated gaze on the blue-haired Rockstar chick, his voice suddenly low and menacing.

"I asked you a question, bitch."

Okay, that took me completely off guard. Suddenly, rather than making me more pissed, I was just dumbfounded by his level of arrogance. I couldn't believe he was so conceited that he wasn't even talking to me, even though he was staring directly at me when asking the question, unable to believe that someone could really be so arrogant as to not even acknowledge another individual.

Truly, I wasn't sure I'd ever met someone so full of himself.

However, his question gave me pause for another reason, as I sensed a dramatic shift in the girl's aura in response to the demand for her to answer the question apparently directed at her. Not that her previous emotions were gone, with the pain, defeat, depression, and now terror and panic all still there, but a new pulse radiating through her aura was subduing all the other aspects, literally tainting the whole thing with one single reaction.

Absolute submission

.

She was trembling now, but her aura was radiating

submission

, even to the point of suppressing her fear. And when she spoke, her voice was shockingly even, as if she was answering a completely normal question, no hint of her panic leaking into her tone, even if she was still feeling it.

"I don't know how they knew," she explained. "I was sure I covered everything up. Y-You checked me over even," she added, her voice breaking just briefly.

"Yeah, I did," he agreed with a snarl. "But you know what that means, right?"

Her expression pained, her bottom lip trembling as the fear spiked again, her eyes remaining closed, yet her voice was still even.

"Yes," she said simply.

Definitively

.

Her tone was so certain, almost to the point of confidence that she knew

exactly

'what that meant,' that after she spoke that single word, it suddenly felt overly silent in the store.

No one moved, no one breathed, no one blinked.

I suspected the couple of nearby shoppers had heard too, because even they had stopped moving.

It was as if the world came to a halt.

And then, everything happened all at once.

Instantly

, even as everyone remained where they were, a nauseating

CRACK

, like a massive tree branch snapping off the trunk, ricocheted in my ears, as I watched in horror at the girl's arm abruptly bending backward at the elbow, like someone had literally grabbed her arm and slammed their knee into the joint, her mouth slamming shut in an urgent attempt to muffle the shockingly loud scream that erupted from her throat.

A scream that could be heard throughout the whole store, even though it sounded as if someone had duct taped her mouth.

What the

fuck

?!

What the

actual fuck

?!

As fast as lightning, far too fast for a normal person, I was standing next to her, trying to defend her from whatever unseen assault she was enduring. Trying to understand how her arm had suddenly bent the wrong way.

But I sensed nothing! The bastard hadn't even moved!

"Stop it!

" I finally barked out, my tone tainted with sincere panic from simply the fact that I couldn't understand what was going on right now. Couldn't comprehend what he was doing, or how he was doing it.

However, he didn't respond.

Instead, he just glared at

her

, even as the girl continued to shriek with her mouth closed, the fucking jackass not at all seeming threatened by the fact that I was standing next to his

property

.

"Stop what?" he finally spat at me, even as another

CRACK

filled my ears, the girl right next to me shrieking again, the sound muffled by her closed lips, as her other arm abruptly snapped backward, forcing her to hold it to her side.

The sight was literally sickening.

And I didn't fucking know what to do!

Should I knock him out? Would that even help? Punch him in the face and then use a healing spell on her?! How was he even breaking her bones?!

"Shut up!" he finally barked out at her.

Instantly

, her agonized muffled screaming turned into an almost silent whimper, an overpowering wave of

submission

pulsing again through her aura, literally silencing her even despite the mind-splitting torment she was obviously suffering. She was trembling violently, her face contorted in pure agony, and yet she was almost completely silent.

And just like that, it clicked.

Just like that, my panic vanished, the confusion lifted away, and my rage turned ice cold.

My appearance remained the same, but the twelve-foot monster deep inside of me resurfaced, instinctively understanding the nature of these circumstances, even if I couldn't logically explain why it was resulting in this outcome.

And with that rage, I felt magical energy boil up within me, rising, intensifying, swelling, strengthening -- threatening to overflow.

Threatening to

explode

.

And with it, I spoke a command, releasing the built-up pressure all at once.

I didn't know her name, nor did I know the true name of her aura, but suddenly I knew what I could call her.

What name I could

assign

to her, for the sake of my command.

My voice came out deep, the ground beginning to tremble beneath our feet, the racks of clothing starting to rattle, the lights above our heads beginning to flicker, all as the air pressure in the room seemed to increase dramatically in response to my voice.

"DEFIANCE. By my authority, I grant you permission to Obey Yourself. "

The girl screamed with her mouth open this time as her arms abruptly snapped back into place, her backward bent elbows suddenly right again, only for her to instantly collapse to the ground in a heap, sounding like she was hyperventilating as she panic-sobbed.

And what I'd just done

didn't

go unnoticed.

The raven-haired bastard moved faster than I was expecting, his face blood red in pure rage, literally screaming at the top of his lungs as he lunged at me with his fist raised.

"WHAT IN THE

FUCK

DID YOU--"

All at once, just as his fist was about to collide with my face, my hand shot up in a flash, catching him by the forearm, my body graying underneath my clothing, my muscles swelling, all as I crushed the twig suddenly in my grasp, my ears filling with a satisfying

CRUNCH

.

And then, before he could even comprehend that his arm was split in two, I shoved him backward, shocked when two of the guys rushed forward to catch him before he landed on his ass, moving in perfect sync, as they hoisted him by his arms to his feet.

He finally looked down at his snapped arm, the color draining from his face as if he was only now beginning to register the pain.

"I'll...I'll kill you!" he unexpectedly yelled, even as his face contorted in agony as his four buddies started helping him retreat, as if they fully

expected me

to let them go. "I'll fucking kill you!" he repeated, even as they dragged him away.

I took a step forward, about to

break

all of them, only for thin familiar fingers to grab me by the arm.

I glanced back at Serenity in surprise, realizing that her skin was visibly gray on most of her body, her eyes having a visible red tint to them.

"Kai, not here," she whispered urgently. "I'm already struggling to look normal, and we need to get out of here."

Suddenly, I realized that my phone was vibrating in my pocket, only now realizing the implications of what I'd just done.

Even though I hadn't shifted myself, or even grown taller, obviously the abrupt release of magical energy had an effect on the others...possibly including those who weren't here with me.

Shit.

I pulled out my phone to see that it was Ms. Miriam again, no doubt calling because Gwen had felt what just happened. I decided to answer it really quick while Serenity helped the girl to her feet, who was surprisingly composing herself rather quickly, beginning to look shell-shocked and teary eyed, but not at all falling apart like she'd done when she first fell.

Granted, I was aware of the reason why, that underlying stubbornness in her aura beginning to take hold again, as if she just couldn't let herself be seen like this by anyone. Not even us.

As if she was too prideful to be seen in such a defeated state, even though she was no doubt traumatized from what she'd just experienced. But then again, maybe that wasn't even the worst of it. Maybe she was already so traumatized that this incident was nothing by comparison.

I knew the five guys had already escaped into the hallway, but hadn't realized they truly snuck away unnoticed, until I heard a booming voice echo at the entrance to the store.

"Security!" a man announced.

Shockingly, Serenity spoke up. "We're over here!" she cried out, only to immediately speak quieter to me. "Just trust me, Kai," she whispered, only to direct her words at the girl. "Go along with what I say," she added.

The girl simply nodded, her light brown eyes vacant, her blue-hair surprisingly not looking even remotely disheveled despite her fall.

I answered the phone call, speaking quickly to Ms. Miriam. "We're okay. I used a spell. Or I guess,

made up

a spell, or whatever. I'll call you back to explain. Need to try to avoid exposure first."

Ms. Miriam paused for a second before responding, sounding worried but also relieved. "Okay," she said simply, hanging up.

I shoved my phone back into my pocket, just as a heavy-set middle-aged guy with a huge belly hurried around the corner, clearly dressed as mall security.

Serenity was already holding out her police ID, since she hadn't brought her badge.

"I'm a cop," she explained. "Some guys were harassing this girl, but we made them leave."

He looked from her to me, then to the girl, and back to Serenity again.

"Mind if I see that?" he asked seriously.

"Of course," she agreed, taking a step forward and handing it over.

He only looked at it for a few seconds, before nodding and handing it back. "The cashier reported screaming. Said it sounded like someone was getting murdered in the store."

"Wasn't quite that bad," Serenity lied. "But they were definitely pushing her around. She might have screamed once," she added.

He nodded, suddenly more serious as he grabbed a radio on his hip, while focusing on the blue-haired girl in question, even as he continued to speak to Serenity. "Okay, I'll let you handle her, in the event she wants to file a police report. Any idea which way they left? If they harassed one woman, they'll likely harass another."

She shook her head. "We haven't left this area, so I didn't see which way they headed. Probably the opposite direction you came from, assuming you didn't see them, because they just left barely a minute ago."

"How many were there?" he wondered. "And what did they look like?"

"Five guys. Most of them average height. They look like troublemakers, so you'll know it's them, if you see them."

He nodded, angling away from us now. "Right. I'll go look around and make sure they aren't still hanging around." He then spoke on his radio as he walked away, making a request to another guy to start scoping out the south hall for five suspicious guys walking around.

I focused on Serenity in confusion once he was out of sight, although not because he'd left this particular situation up to her. On the contrary, this guy probably wasn't a real cop, as was the case with most mall security, likely not even having the right to arrest anyone unless he actually witnessed a crime.

And even then, it would technically be a citizen's arrest if he wasn't a registered officer.

Nevertheless, I was still confused. "Are you sure it was a good idea to send him after those bastards? They definitely weren't normal people."

She shrugged. "Yeah, it's a risk. But I'm more worried about getting out of here without a huge headache. And besides, I doubt they'd hang around after you broke that guy's arm."