"Enough, Cissy," he said, breaking the spell at once. "Am I not merciful?" he asked the blonde with disdain.
"Thank you, cousin," he replied submissively.
Altair found him truly disgusting. Since receiving the video of him fucking his sister a few days ago, his cousin seemed to have lost all sense of pride and fight. He hadn't even needed a contract of slavery; the boy obeyed naturally. Altair knew he had to bind him somehow. He had prepared another bond, one of servitude, similar to that of household elves with humans.
After all, that was what he had planned for him: servitude.
"Draco, stand next to your father. Cassiopeia, lie face down on the table," the girl obeyed.
Soon she was on the table, Altair had removed the contract signed with Lucius' blood.
"What are you doing?" Lucius was still shaking from the effects of the Cruciatus curse. His eyes were not focused on Altair, but occasionally on Narcissa.
"Ahhh!" His daughter's moan made him sick. So much so that he could throw up.
Lucius knew he had acted impulsively in signing the contract. He had never been exposed to the torturous curse before. Even under the Dark Lord's yoke, he had been such an important and useful member that he had never been punished. He never failed an order.
His daughter, his offspring, was used before his very eyes.
"I should have..."
"Killed me as a baby?" Altair sighed, feeling his cousin's tightness. He let out a snort. "Narcissa," and Lucius' cry made the blonde's pussy tighten even more, out of fear or excitement, who knows?.
Altair felt his balls about to explode. The excitement was unbelievable. Draco's eyes were actively searching for the union of their sexes, almost as if he wanted to take his place.
He would kill him if that was the case.
"Altair," his cousin's voice sounded submissive. The black-haired man rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Can I masturbate?" The man let out a loud laugh. Cassiopeia looked at her brother with disbelief in her eyes. She had done her best not to moan.
"Fuck you!" the sophisticated princess blurted out.
Slap!
Her buttocks rippled from the blow. Altair grabbed her by the neck and pressed her head against the table.
"Cissy, cover Draco's eyes and tie his hands," he said to his aunt.
She obeyed. Draco looked at him maliciously, as if he owed him something.
Draco didn't care about his position at that moment. He had failed as heir to the House Malfoy and as heir to the House Black.
He wanted power. He wanted to be like his cousin. Who had started as a legend in Hogwarts.
'Maybe sex is frowned upon because it increases magical powers?' he thought. His eyes darkened. Soon all he could hear was the sound of applause and his cousin's snorting. Shortly afterwards, his sister began to moan.
Beautiful moans, he thought. He told himself that he was only learning from his cousin to surpass him. That watching his sister get fucked was just a small sacrifice to learn. If Altair Asmodeus could do it, so could Draco Malfoy.
He could feel his hard cock in his trousers, a reminder of his sacrifice.
'I will pretend to be submissive. And when you least expect it, I'll take every woman around you. Starting with the busty blonde,' he swore solemnly. His mind tried to conjure up images of him dominating Lavender.
Trying to...
All he could think about was trying to reconstruct the scene before him from the sounds of applause and moans of pleasure.
'Who will cum first?' His sister was the answer.
"I'm cumming!" the blonde warned. Her eyes met their father's shocked ones.
Draco came in his trousers. The sound and smell were intoxicating.
"Narcissa, why?" Lucius asked, it was hard to tell if he was angry or scared. He looked like an empty shell. He knew he was going to die in the next few years.
"We... are paying for our sins," his wife replied. Her voice was honeyed, trying to please Altair's ears.
Lucius looked at his daughter. Her expression was not that of a lady. More like a veela. Those creatures who seemed to have sex as their religion. He had seen that face in the orgies his concubines had with each other. They were more beasts than witches. If it wasn't for the prestige of having them as lovers...
And now his daughter had the same expression. Thanks to the boy he had mistreated for so many years. The Dark Lord had lied to him, telling him that the boy would not live beyond the age of twenty. But he will.
He told him he could never be a full wizard. But he is. More than his son. He turned to look at him. He seemed normal, if you ignored the excessive drooling and the tent in his trousers where there had been a damp spot that hadn't been there a few minutes ago.
"Narcissa?" His wife was undressing. The worst part was that Altair hadn't given her any orders. She did it of her own free will.
'She's sacrificing herself for the family,' an optimistic part of him thought that Narcissa was doing it to please Altair. So that his family would suffer less. That he would change his plans, maybe even help him find a cure.
The Cruciatus Curse can cause brain damage.
"Get on the desk," his nephew's piercing voice said.
She sat down beside her daughter, her back to her husband.
Narcissa felt a thin object penetrate her pussy. She was wetter than she should have been after casting a forbidden curse on her son.
"Merlin, Altair wasn't lying." Cassiopeia's hand entered without resistance. It was far from the largest thing she had ever had inside her. "Your pussy is loose, you fucking bitch," she said as she pushed her entire forearm inside.
Narcissa felt her womb fall to meet her daughter's hand. A shiver of pleasure ran down her spine. She glanced over her shoulder at her son. Her son had been bound by her own hands. She didn't want Altair to get angry and end up torturing him even more.
Her husband, on the other hand, looked at her with a look of pride and disgust. Narcissa was curious to know what he was thinking.
"Ahh!" she squealed as Cass pinched her. "Your pussy will loosen up in time," she said in response to her earlier insult. "That cock is going to make you end up like me, even worse," she said as she struggled to squeeze her arm. There was so much lubrication that no matter how hard she squeezed, her arm moved just as easily.
"It won't," she replied. "I'm going to be a member of his coven. His magic will keep me tight forever," she boasted, twisting her hand inside her mother.
"I haven't even decided if I want you to be my bitch or just a surrogate," Altair said, using one hand to force Narcissa into a fetal position on her side.
He took the girl's free hand and, with a cleansing and lubricating spell, guided it to his mother's anus.
"Oh, Morgana, that's disgusting, disgusting!" she began to scream. Being in her mother's anus seemed disgusting to her.
"Is this how you want to be in his coven? A little anal and you're already afraid?" The girl fell silent when she heard her mother. "I can figure out how to return my own pussy to its original tightness, girl. That's no big deal. But I can obey any order from my master without complaining or making a disgusted face. Can you?" she said and began to rub her foot against her daughter's vagina. The girl seemed to have become more aggressive with her mother. She wanted to rub her hands as much as she could.
Altair let them fight. If they joined the coven, they would be slaves. Although Cassiopeia might be something else.
Altair used [Sensory Enhancement] x3. It was like a chain reaction. First, Cassiopeia's pussy started dripping when she came. Then it was Narcissa, who clenched her teeth as she lifted her chin.
"Ahhh!" This time the moan didn't come from either of the girls, but from Draco. The blonde boy was on his knees. There was a huge stain on his crotch.
At first, Altair had found it funny to see the blond boy turned on by him fucking his sister. Now it disgusted him.
"Muffliatto," he whispered, and a murmur began to be heard only around Draco. The sounds couldn't get out. The boy began to look around anxiously. He looked like a child whose toy had been taken away, he looked like he was about to cry.
Altair pulled out of his cousin with a thud. The girl groaned as she felt him go. Her pussy kept the circumference of his cock for a few seconds before slowly closing.
"Your son bothered me," he said as he pulled the mature woman behind his daughter. She looked at her daughter's cheeky, shapely ass and knew what she had to do. Over her daughter, she looked at her husband who had a look of horror on his face, no longer resigned.
Narcissa stuck out her tongue and ran it reluctantly over her daughter's anus. The bitter taste didn't stop her from plunging her tongue into her rectum.
"You fucking whore!" her daughter said between gasps. "Do you like your daughter's ass?" The girl wiggled her ass in front of her mother.
Altair thickened his cock, wanting to fill every inch of his aunt.
"It's looser than I thought," she replied as she inserted two fingers. She let out muffled moans into her daughter's ass. Altair had entered her. He alternated between one hole and the other, not letting her come close to orgasm but not letting her relax either.
[Enhanced Sensations] x5.
"Morgana!" The girl's forehead hit the table hard. She looked up at her father. "Daddy..." she whispered in a soft voice. "Can you hold my hands while Mummy eats my ass?" she asked, her eyes rolling back as her mother's tongue explored her.
"You're... crazy."
"Hold my hands, Daddy," her voice was disturbed. "Do you want me to punish you like Mum?" she asked, searching for her wand. Lucius approached slowly, staring into his daughter's white eyes. He took her hands cautiously. They were damp. Lucius suppressed a gag. "Did you know Mum was such a whore?" she asked, her teeth chattering. "She sent all her sex toys to Hogwarts. I thought she made a mistake until I read the note, 'You'll need them soon.' Then I burned them... they disgusted me. It was because of your teachings," her hands clasped her sick father's. "A pureblood doesn't do this. A pureblood is a prude. Blah, blah, blah," she imitated his voice as best she could. "I've wasted so much time on you. I should have fucked Altair sooner, I should have been his bitch sooner. Even now I miss his cock inside me, I love it so much," she said as her mother brought her to an orgasm.
"Cass," her father felt pain from his daughter's tight grip.
"I'd like to say I'm sorry for everything... but I'm not. I love sex, I love Altair's hard, big cock. I don't care what I have to do, if I have to eat a Muggle whore's cunt, I'll do it, I'll do it!" She went into that state where she only thinks about sex.
Altair cast a banishing spell on the two Malfoy men. They both ended up outside the office. He threw himself at Cassiopeia, his cock fully penetrating her pussy. The girl squeezed like never before. Altair grabbed her by the neck, he could see the door closing, he saw a pair of grey female eyes staring at him in surprise.
"Open your mouth," he ordered. She obeyed without hesitation.
"That's delicious!" she said after he had spat directly into her mouth.
To his own surprise, Altair hadn't been able to cum until that moment. Maybe it was the presence of another man watching him fuck... It didn't matter.
At that moment, he cum inside his cousin. Active [Enhanced Sensations] x10. He felt his cousin's body writhe in a powerful orgasm until she blacked out.
It was the first time Altair had seen a girl's stomach swell from him semen inside her.
"Narcissa, when I pull out of your daughter I want you to make sure my cum doesn't fall on the floor," he said, the MILF still recovering from her orgasm as she crawled towards him. Her tongue ran over his balls until it reached the shaft of his cock.
Altair quickly pulled out of his cousin, Narcissa's face painted white. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't stop the sperm from falling to the floor.
"I'm sorry," she said, a little frightened.
"Lick it off the floor," she got to work.
Her aunt's bum looked exquisite from this position.
Altair was a young, virile man. No one could blame him for fucking mother and daughter for a few hours, not caring that his sister and his first love were in the mansion listening.